#I think im getting better so expect headcanons over the weekend

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Solaire Clan Headcanons Part 2 (Ft Tank, Quinn, and Adam)

I felt bad so I made headcanons that turned out to be extra long (i think?)..enjoy..or don’t

- Bright Eyes cheated off of Fred on their final exam in high school and actually got a higher score than him

- Pre-turned Lovely could run as fast as a newborn vamp

- If William steps on an insect, whether it’s a roach or a ladybug, he’ll apologize profusely

- Vincent has tried to learn Spanish, it didn’t go well

- Sam can one-hand a mechanical bull

- Tank sleeps atrociously. They kick and talk in their sleep, and take up the blankets. Sam is lucky he doesn’t need to sleep.

- Adam can do the spiderman kiss

- Alexis’ favorite DC character is Raven 

- Tank has set a small shop on fire when they were with Quinn, but made sure nobody was inside first

- William is a LIGHTWEIGHT.

- Vincent has considered having an Onlyfans

- When Quinn was first turned, he didn’t like the thought of drinking human blood, so he’d take it from tiny animals before caving in and taking it from people

- This is why he called Bright Eyes “Little Mouse”

- (Pre-Sam situation) Vincent used to have slicked back hair before Alexis showed him how much of a douche he looked like

- Lovely genuinely laughs at “Try not to Laugh” videos on YouTube

- Tank can only win at Uno if they hide the majority of their cards without anyone noticing. If Sam isn’t playing, he helps them hide the cards

- William refuses to get a pet, he’s scared to outlive it

- When Adam was human, he had a habit to crack his neck. Once, he cracked his neck and it damaged the bone, so he had to go to the hospital. When he got released, he cracked his neck again

- Fred is scared to crack his back and fingers

- Lovely ADORES Rouge from Sonic the Hedgehog

- Alexis wears fur coats exclusively at the summit thing

- William uses a cane. He doesn’t need it, but he likes looking fancy

- Vincent has only listened to one Mitski song, it’s up to you what song that is

- Bright Eyes watches Hamilton like their life depends on it

- Sam is scared of Twitter

- Lovely was okay with being a vampire, until they learned that they lost majority of their electro powers, then they cried for a while when they thought about it

- Vincent stares at fire, he finds it endearing

- Tank tried stealing a snake from a zoo, Sam had to physically restrain them

- Fred has been around Bright Eyes so much that he can rap both of Lafayette’s verses in “Guns and Ships” on 2x speed

- Quinn is dyslexic

- Tank dresses as a vampire for Halloween, Sam also dresses as a vampire because he likes the idea of matching couples, much to Tank’s dismay (They want him to dress as a werewolf)

- Lovely cries when watching the video of the raccoon that put their cotton candy in a puddle and had it dissolve

- Adam bites ice cream

- Alexis knows the total mass of the sun, she doesn’t know how, she just…does

- William has put the clan on Family Feud

- Fred hasn’t used Netflix since 2019

- When Vincent was first turned, he thought he had to sleep upside down

- Lovely has nightmares during October about being locked in a basement as a human. They have no idea what it means, and have spoken to Vincent and their therapist about it, no one knows what it means

- Fred and Bright Eyes are those friends that are only friends because they’ve known each other for so long

- Lovely has dragged Vincent by the tie during the Shaw Pack Solstice, and he followed like a puppy

- Sam prefers red velvet cake

- Adam believes Spongebob should’ve ended after the first movie

- When William was first turned, he bit his tongue SO much it fell off constantly

- Lovely and William have tea time on Tuesdays

[vynnytypesstuff]

Hello! Im here for a request if you dont mind, i loved the platonic stuff you wrote for lmk and wanted to request a platonic drabble with Sun Wukong and Macaque. If you don’t do that then can i get some headcanons? Enjoy your vacation!!

꒰୨୧﹒Lego Monkie Kid - Platonic Drabbles for Sun Wukong and Macaque

Ngl I had fun writing this request. I think I favor writing platonic stuff lmao

Thanks for your patience and here you go <33

Warnings: None

Sun Wukong

(Word Count: 430)

[Name] yawned, stretching their arms outwards as they laid on their back against the firm mattress of Wukong's couch. With the long week they've had to deal with, a lazy Sunday was the exact crowning jewel they needed to kick back and unwind, and what better way to spend them than with one of your closest friends?

Resisting the urge to let their exhaustion coax them into slumber, [Name] turned over onto their side, curious to see what Wukong had been up to during the time they had been staring at the ceiling. The Monkey King had been seated on the floor, surprisingly too focused on whatever task he was trying to complete to respond to [Name]'s movements. Upon closer inspection, in front of him was a piece of paper with art supplies scattered around him.

[Name] blinked, "since when do you draw?"

That seemed to be enough to grab Wukong's attention. "Uh, since always? Didn't I tell you this before?"

"Yeah, but… I kind of figured you were bluffing."

Wukong looked at them with false offense, sputtering in exaggeration, as if he were actually upset by that comment. "Wha- I'm shocked! Offended, even! I have my hidden talents you know. See for yourself!"

Reluctantly, [Name] rolled off the couch to get a look at Wukong's supposed masterpiece. A lingering part of them still expected to see a humorous assortment of scribbles, yet they were completely blown away once they witnessed his scarily realistic and accurate depiction of Flower Fruit Mountain, fully sketched down to it's finest details. It even had Wukong's little monkeys companions, who's sketched counterparts were scurrying around the mountain.

"How is your work not on display in a museum?!" [Name] exclaimed questioningly. They felt a little guilty about underestimating Wukong's artistic talents. They just weren't expecting him to be insanely good.

"Stage fright, or something," Wukong nonchalantly shrugged.

"Or maybe being the Monkey King is just a cover for your true identity as an artist," They mused. "I can't believe you've had a secret identity all this time and you didn't tell me."

He laughed, deciding to play along with the joke. "Caught me red-handed! And if I told you, it wouldn't be a secret."

Their exchange of friendly banter went on for quite some time before [Name] finally decided to abandon their original Sunday plans of having an intense ceiling-staring session, choosing to watch Wukong color his work before grabbing a piece of paper for themself and joining him in his makeshift "art studio." Overall, it was the perfect close to a weekend of relaxation.

Macaque

(Word Count: 446)

"'Come hiking with me' you said. 'It'll be worth it' you said," a muttered complaint spilled into the air, courtesy of [Name]. Macaque and [Name] had been hiking the same mountain for a little over an hour. The rugged terrain combined with the narrow twists and turns of the trail wasn't helping with [Name]'s growing exhaustion. "It feels like we've been at this for ages! How much further until we're there?"

Macaque's voice rumbled in a soft, fond chuckle, clearly finding amusement in his friend's whining. "Relax, we're almost there. Besides, I meant what I said. You'll be thanking me once we've reached the top. Would I lie to you?"

[Name] opened their mouth to respond, but Macaque beat them to the punch with a quick "don't answer that."

Thankfully, Macaque had been truthful. A mere ten minutes after that small exchange, they had finally reached their final destination. It was the height of the Spring season, so despite the gentle chill of the flowing breeze hitting their skin, the weather was warm and comfortable. The view itself was breathtaking. The natural assortment of flora below them shone vibrantly against the sunlight, resembling the picturesque nature of a meticulously painted landscape.

The awed look on [Name]'s face didn't escape Macaque's gaze. "Told you it would be worth it." He grinned, finding a spot near the mountain's edge to sit down. "Honestly, even I forgot how beautiful the view was from up here."

"You haven't been here recently?"

Macaque shook his head in answer. "I used to come up here all the time with an old friend, so it just brings up a lot of memories, you know?" Perhaps [Name] was imagining it, but it almost sounded like there was a hint of sadness in his voice. They chose not to question it, instead letting him continue. "I wasn't sure how I'd feel about coming up here again."

'It's part of the reason I invited you,' a sudden thought that went unspoken. That was a little too vulnerable for his tastes.

[Name] walked over to where he was sat and settled next to him. They didn't speak after that, instead choosing to take in the view in comfortable silence. There was nothing awkward about it. Believe it or not, Macaque wasn't always the most talkative, so having someone he could sit with in silence was a pleasant change of pace.

Time passed, with [Name] being the one to break the silence. "Thanks for inviting me, this was actually pretty nice."

"Glad you like it. Does that mean you'll stop bugging me by asking 'are we there yet' every time we climb up here?"

"Don't count on it."

[mrskurono]

just woke up and i think im still drunk from last night but imagine a cuddly drunk izuku????? my heart cant take it

and if he keeps drinking he gets horny and needy??????? dead, that's how i am at the thought🍋

I'm pretty sure I'm still not entirely back from how stoned my wife and I were last night 😂 But if I didn't admit to how much I think about Izuku intoxicated....oh....god....so much. Might as well just make my thoughts known right?? *cough* and a few other's I've been thinking about *cough cough*

tags: fem!Reader, headcanons, drug use (edibles (all three) + alcohol (Izuku & Toyua)), crossfaded af, needy bois, emotional bois, smutty smut, what else do you expect?

character(s): Izuku Midoroya (bnha), Bakugou Katsuki (bnha), Toyua Todoroki (bnha)

𝐈𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚

Izuku is one of those people that you feel safe with no matter what level of intoxicated you are; but the real fun is when you're both fucked up.

He can't hold his liquor.

Get him a little nibble of an edible or a puff and then we're talking about someone who can do a little better than one sip and call it good.

Being crossfaded with Izuku is heavenly.

Calloused strong hands roam over every inch of you. Rolling his hips against you, panting in your ear, sweet taste of something fruit on his lips when you suck on his tongue, raging hard on that just won't go away.

Izuku is a mess in a good way.

Won't leave you alone as you both giggle and make out, sloppy and messy the entire time.

Definitely a little bolder than sober Izuku and momma likes.

Service top energy doesn't take a day off even when he's intoxicated

Izuku surpasses his stamina with ease

Giggling and gasping against your lips as he pulls you down on his cock, whining and laughing about how sensitive he is but won't stop thrusting to match the way you grind down on him.

Soak his cock for all he cares, his bodies just numb enough that everything feels like it lasts forever and Izuku can definitely last all night.

𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨𝐮

Fucking Bakugou up in the best way possible ♡

Staying just a tiny bit more sober than he is to enjoy the full spectacle of the show ♡

Everything on him is sensitive, his hips, his nipples, his ears.

Man is a moaning mess while being so stoned he can't move even a muscle, just his fists clenched in the linens while you play with him like a doll.

Flush red color to his chest and nipples pink and perky from prolonged playing with them.

Alcohol doesn't do much for him but sit on him and pop a few edibles in his mouth though, now you have an all night toy with a cock that won't stop leaking ♡

Probably just from having his chest sucked on ♡

Panting and begging you to do something only to be met with a cheeky "What do you want Katsuki?" but he's too far gone to coherently tell you.

Takes a hell of a lot of trust but nothing unwinds the pro better than giving himself to you under the influence.

Denies it but it turns him on throughout the week thinking about the weekend and the next time you can play with him ♡

𝐓𝐨𝐲𝐮𝐚 𝐓𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐢

Like Bakugou this takes a hell of a lot of trust for Toyua. Like even when it happens you're still stunned that he wanted it.

But what is Toyua but a dramatic whore? (especially for you)

So after a few drinks in him and Toyua wants more, who are you to say no?

He'll drink till the edibles kick into so don't you worry he's on the train heading to fuck up vill.

Hits him all at once, needs his clothes off, wants you to touch him, whiny voice and gasping moans.

Just the way he reacts when you undo his zipper has him gripping your wrists and his hips rutting against the fabric of his own pants.

Horny mess of emotions.

Poor baby is a mess and wants to make a mess ♡

Edge him while he pants and drools. Some mixed drink flavored spit seeping out of the corner of his mouth as you sit between his legs and play with his cock.

Will let you do it as long as you want, he can't tell what time it is anyways.

Cums like a fountain and keeps cumming ♡

Leaving you a little impressed when he's covered and your hands are sticky and Toyua is already sobbing for more.

He's so vunerable and needy how are you gonna not fuck his pretty little brains out like this ♡

[aftqrglow]

hi write more dad!bucky headcanons please and thank you

there u go

BELLA I LOVE THIS???? IM SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG MY LOVE I HOPE YOU LIKE IT <33

pairing: dad!bucky x reader

word count: 1.1k

summary: just a bunch of headcanons about bucky with his children

warnings: babies; mentions of pregnancy; i think that’s it? otherwise, its pure fluff

a/n: i've never written headcanons before dhajdjjss i'm sorry if this sucks. i’ve talked about some of these on here before, but i added them here anyway. 

Let's get this out of the way: Bucky is the best dad ever.

I mean, you thought you always knew he was going to be a great father. He's a literal angel, after all. But when you had your daughter, Marigold, you realized just how amazing he really was.

Bucky took care of everything. From waking his little girl up for school every morning, getting her ready and even making her breakfast. 

He would often let her hook her arms around his metal arm and lift her into the air, the sound of her laughter filling the home you had built with the love of your life.

Bucky used to be insecure about his arm, once. About the scars that littered his shoulder like constellations in the sky, the vibranium shot through with gold. And while you had managed to rid him of most of these inhibitions, he still wore his gloves when he dropped Mari off at school.

That was, until the day Mari dragged him to meet her friends

"Look, guys," she said, with the biggest grin on her face. "My dad has a robot arm. How cool is that?"

Bucky damn near teared up at the look of pride on her face. Because how could his baby girl ever be ashamed of him? Her father was a hero who had saved more lives with that arm than he had taken, even if he forgot that sometimes.

When Mari decided she wanted to be a nail tech, he bought her a full kit just so she could practice.

Of course, she chose her dad to be her model.

Bucky walked around for weeks with his nails painted painted pink, waiting until the nail polish was chipped so bad he had no choice but to ask Mari to take it off and put on a fresh coat.

Seeing your husband with your daughter, you were completely unafraid to tell him that you were pregnant again.

You had never met a man capable of giving as much love to everyone around him as Bucky was, after all.

Bucky was overjoyed when you told him. He wrapped his arms around your waist, lifting you up into the air and spinning you around, laughing like a child.

And when you found out that you were having twins—there's no way to put into words how delighted he was.

Just as he had when you were pregnant with Mari, Bucky took care of everything.

Only this time, he had Mari to help him.

The two of them repainted the nursery together. One of the walls was left the yellow-splattered orange it had been painted previously—for your Mari's name. One was painted a midnight blue for your daughter, and another a mint green for your son.

Brainstorming names was somewhat of a challenge. Bucky, of course, had two names in mind, but he was unsure of how you would react to them.

That was, until you brought it up yourself.

"I think we should name the boy Steve," you said one night, as he got ready for bed. "And our girl—Rebecca. After your sister."

Bucky froze.

"Are you sure, love? We—I know you had a lot of names in mind, but—"

"They were two of the most important people in your life, Bucky. Of course I'm sure."

The first time Bucky held Steve and Rebecca in his arms, he was shaking. Never in his life had he expected that he would have not one, but three beautiful children.

Three children with your hair and his eyes.

A family he would live and die for.

Mari was the most enchanting older sister. She read to her siblings every night, clambering into the crib and lying in between them, careful and gentle in a way most six-year-olds aren't.

As they got older, little Steve's fascination with his dad's metal arm grew.

He would draw little stars on the vibranium with white dry-erase markers, then rub them off with his thumb.

Steve never failed to boast about how his dad was a superhero to his friends at school—to the point where Bucky was bombarded with little boys asking to touch his metal arm every time he went to pick the kids up from school.

Becca, meanwhile, never let you do her hair. "I like it better when dad does it, Mommy."

And so Bucky did her hair every morning, sleeking those strands back into a silken braid, securing the ends with a black hair-tie that had threads of gold running through it.

"To match Dad's arm," Becca had grinned when she had asked you to buy it for her.

Eventually, Becca decided that if Bucky braided her hair, it was only fair that she braided his too.

It started one morning as Bucky was getting ready for school, when she told him that he was doing her hair all wrong and proceeded to climb up on the bed and put a tiny little braid in her dad's hair.

Of course, Bucky wore it around for the rest of the day.

The braid, coupled with his nails painted pink, thanks to Mari, subjected him to Sam's ceaseless teasing.

He didn't care, though. His heart swelled in his chest every time he glanced down at his nails or his fingers brushed the braid in his hair.

To the point where he grew his hair out again, just so Mari and Becca could braid it.

Of course, Steve decided that he wanted long hair too when he saw his dad skipping haircuts.

In fact, Steve even insisted you braid little sections of his hair like his sisters did for his dad.

It didn't matter to him what the boys at school said about his hair. If it was good enough for Dad, it was good enough for him.

Sam was bewitched by your children too. It was hard to say who was more excited to see the other on the weekends, when choruses of, "Uncle Sammy!" broke through the house every time the doorbell rang.

Spending Sundays at your house became sort of a tradition, as did spending holidays on Sam's boat.

Sarah's sons were enamored with your children. The five of them were inseparable, running around the docks, dodging Sam's neighbors who had now come to know the Barnes family all too well.

Bucky had never really imagined that he would ever know peace like this: with a family that he wasn't going to lose this time.

With friends he was sure wouldn't leave him behind.

He had never allowed himself to hope for it

But as he watched the sunset over the waters, sitting next to Sam with a bottle of beer in his hand, the sound of your laughter mixed with his kids' filling the air around him, he thought that maybe, just maybe, he had done something right with his shot at redemption after all.

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[joysmercer]

college peddie hcs? (also bc of you im starting to become obsessed with the idea of nina/amber meeting up again in America and falling in love <3)

haha love that <3

as far as headcanons, thank you so much for asking!!! i have a shit ton and this got super ridiculously long so under the cut :D

basic background stuff (details are in the end section):

they go to uni in the US. they don't go to the same school but they're fairly close to each other (≤1hr travel)

ok up until literally yesterday i figured they were on the east coast to be near eddie's mom but then i was like. what if they're in california instead. so idk lmfao but they both do go back to eddie's house for thanksgiving/winter/spring breaks and patricia also spends the breaks she has between summer classes over there as well. nina and amber are both in/near NJ/NY so they hang out during said breaks

piper gets a scholarship to berkelee so she's in the US too

kt's uni is also near-ish to theirs so they see her on long weekends and stuff occasionally, whereas Mick's on a sports team at UCLA (soccer?) and travels across the country with it so when he visits patricia she introduces him to eddie and they immediately hit it off

patricia's a psych major and eddie starts off in psych but switches to education at the end of his first year, but decides his third year to become a firefighter or paramedic

ok on to the fun stuff:

halfway through the summer after grad/before college, they get into a huge fight because they bump into a girl patricia thinks eddie's a little too friendly with while eddie thinks she's overreacting and he says something like "im tired of trying to convince you to trust me"

they almost break up for good but after 3 days of silent-treatment they instead actually have a conversation! and set some actual boundaries and expectations! i wont bore you with the details because they dont fight about this particular issue ever again so it doesn't matter

they have date nights every friday, sometimes in each other's college towns or somewhere halfway between them. obviously if one of them has an exam or something, they reschedule, but this is something they do their absolute best to maintain

patricia lives in a suite like the one in tslocg and her three room/suitemates are stereotypical mean sorority girls who judge her for no reason so she doesn't spend a lot of time there if she doesn't have to.

she made the mistake of mentioning she had a boyfriend to them during their first week (when they were still acting nice) and she has to deal with a lot of snarky comments behind her back about who would possibly want to date her…cue them hitting on eddie when they first meet not realizing who he is lfksjl

eddie's in a tiny triple with a super studious premed roommate and some guy who's on the school football team and almost never there, but all three of them do get on fairly well and occasionally have video game competitions that get so boisterous their RA has to come and tell them to shut up

(eddie absolutely spends the emergency $ his mom gave him for food in case he runs out of swipes on a tv that barely fits in the room)

eddie has a tiny wallet-sized pic of him and patricia at junior prom (which presumably took place after s2) on his desk and his roommates tease him endlessly about it (in a good-natured way)

no but seriously though

maybe depressing but i think patricia ends up with a very low self-esteem after graduation because of how little "help" she perceived herself as being to sibuna during the events of 3b/tor and so she kinda decides to become a "better" student in uni and be "good" at that (quotes because it's not true but that's how she feels about herself, if that makes sense). eddie's a little shocked by this sudden change considering she was never as intense as mara or fabian in high school, and makes sure she's taking breaks and not putting too much pressure on herself

due to her not-nice room situation, patricia's also quite lonely her first year. going from having all your friends literally next door to you to everyone you live with hating you and being stuck in new country is…a lot.

eddie's super worried but she closes herself off until she bursts into tears at some point over thanksgiving break when ms. miller asks something like "how are classes going" and it's just :(

but things get better second semester and its fine

eddie has this (financially not-smart but very cute) habit of randomly showing up at patricia's school to hang out/study/grab dinner in the middle of the week

valentine's day their first year is a friday, when they have a scheduled date anyway, but patricia decides to return the favor and surprise him a little earlier.

his (very single) roommates let her in while he's in class and she decorates it (aka buys a boquet of flowers and puts string lights up) and makes a lil pyramid of burgers and fries from in & out/shake shack bc she knows he hasn’t had breakfast

he comes back from his 10am math class and almost cries

they eat n walk to his next class together

neither of them are particularly into stereotypical valentine's day couples activities so instead he takes her to costco so they can eat their hearts out on samples

they then share a pizza on the beach or a park bench or something

it's such a fun day that they end up doing something similar all four years

she takes classes every summer (to avoid going home). eddie just chills at home the first summer but does random internships the other two because he was so bored. these are the only times they're truly "long distance" while undergraduates, but they still manage to see each other in-person

they both move out of the dorms after a year. eddie gets a 3 bed apartment with his roommates and 2 other guys (so none of them are in a triple anymore lol); patricia shares a 1-bed with a friend from her club soccer team.

facetime study dates become far more common as she joins a lab that takes up a ton of time and he starts his teaching practicum

honestly, they just spend a lot of time on facetime, keeping each other company as they walk to-and-from class or do homework or cook dinner (patricia's spotted a fire in eddie's kitchen before he has more than once)

they both go back to the uk the december of their third-year at sweet's/the williamson's insistances. amber organizes a reunion at a mansion her family owns and all the newly-minted and/or "almost" 21-year-olds (remember, most of them have spent the better part of the last two years in the US and, with the exception of Mick, aren't keen on breaking yet another law more than occasionally) get super drunk for the first time in a while. at some point eddie goes up to fabian and says something like "you were wrong, she is the one, she always has been" and patricia hears and it's cute idk idc

eddie accidentally gets 4 tickets to see waitress on broadway in september of their third year (like 2 weeks after opening) except it's a weekday matinee so he recruits piper (aka bribes her with a date with his rommate) to convince patricia to skip class to see it

(she didn't need convincing; she just wanted to see piper on a date with a football player alksfj)

anyway eddie’s obsessed and patricia’s like eh about it but sees his excitement and buys their cookbook and surprises him with a homemade pie every week for the next six months

anyway piper's never seen patricia's college campus so the three of them go tour around and piper texts joy right after like "how did they get even more annoying together since high school"

like they've never been mushy or into pda but at this point. they just make sense together. piper's a bit shocked tbh

ok that's all iv got for now but yeah!!

ok some details on the background things I wrote above. this might be boring to most of you which is why it's here but i adore this kind of thing so i'm writing it:

while they both apply to both UK and US unis, they both would prefer to go to the US so that's what they do. they don't go to the same one because a) admissions for patricia are already difficult being an intl student without the limitation of both of them getting into the same one, and b) frankly they both need/prefer different school environments so it wouldn't make much sense for them both to choose the same place.

i do think both of them have very good grades from their first two years of hs and sweet helps a little with their last two (as he should tbh) so I would put their unweighted GPAs around 3.7+? they both do fairly well on their SATs/ACTs too so while they certainly aren't shoe-ins to, like, ivy leagues or UC Berkeley or something, they do have some very good options when acceptances come in

(this would be a good time to mention that I'm assuming Frobisher Academy or Amun or whatever it's called is basically an American school following the IB curriculum plopped in liverpool because we never see these guys taking their GCSEs/A levels and they all appear to be in the same classes all throughout the show which wouldn't make sense if they were supposed to be in A-level classes in seasons 2 and 3. also that would just make nina/eddie/kt's school situation a hot mess. plus I'm American and while my school did AP, I'm more comfortable writing with the US school system lol)

that one line about patricia not wanting to become a guidance counselor has made me fall in love with psych major!patricia. i have no idea what career she ends up in tbh but psych is broad enough it doesnt rlly matter

she also takes a ton of summer classes so she doesn't have to go home and ends up being able to graduate in 3 years but stays an extra year to do a minor in business or food studies or something "because why not"

(at least at my college you have to have your minor declared by halfway through third-year and she misses the deadline by 2 days and begs and maybe threatens the counselor until she's admitted afklsj)

she ends up graduating summa cum laude and goes on to do grad school during which she moves across the country from where eddie is

eddie on the other hand maintains a solid 3.6 and is perfectly fine with that

@/yackers came up with the idea of Firefighter Eddie which I absolutely love and am adopting into my own hc but i think he decides to do that only after his pre-med roommate becomes an EMT in third-year. so until then he just kinda follows patricia into a psych major because he has no idea what he wants to do but switches to education his first year after he actually genuinely enjoys his intro bio class due to a truly phenomenal teacher and thinks it might be fun to do that (his mom's the one who tells his dad though). basically he changes his mind a ton of times during uni but really enjoys whatever it is he's doing at the moment lol

[tsukishimas-shortcake]

Relationship Headcanons

↦ Character(s): Hakkai Shiba x fem!reader

↦ Rating/Warning: No rating though there are some light mentions of abuse (if you have read the manga you are aware of what I am talking about, I’m not going very deep into it though it literally just mentions it), mentions of anxiety attacks (no detail though), fluff, not proof read

↦ Word count: 1.8k (longer than planned, sections are bolded)

↦ Your Momo’s Receipt: Hello~ I’m post yet another TR headcanon and this was requested by the lovely @strawbub I hope this doesn’t disappoint, it did get longer than planned but I enjoyed writing it. I'll prob do a part two that's more of a scenario based on your first date or something since I didn't go into it here. Please note: for those of you who don’t know my blog is currently under construction, meaning I will not be updating my masterlist for the time being.

So how did you guys meet, well mostly because of Yuzuha,

One day in like elementary you’re walking home and you see this super pretty middle school girl just like yelling at this small group of guys

The guys end up running off just because they don’t wanna deal with her or the attention she's drawn to them

Behind her was a boy, taller than her but obviously younger. You didn’t assume they knew eachother though.

The boy and yuzuha began walking in opposite directions because one was going home while the other was going to pick up something like groceries

You’re so entranced by how she stood up to them yet she’s a girl who was far smaller and you end up catching up to her, almost stepping on her heels

You end up absent mindedly following her into the grocery store and eventually she just freezes, turns, and stare directly at you

Your eyes widen since you must’ve been staring and she just goes “may I ask why you’re following me?” And you explain how cool she was earlier. She invites you over for dinner (esp since her older brother won’t be home) and figured it’d be good for Hakkai to meet someone his age

You end up going over but Hakkai didn’t come down to eat so you never actually got to meet him, though from then on you would see Yuzuha every so often, visit every other weekend or so

But no matter how often you came over the next few months, you never once met hakkai,

That was until you both reached the end of your middle school education and we’re about to begin high school

You had gone over because you were going to borrow an old work book from Yuzuha, and when you go to knock on the door the door opens before your closed fist could hit it, instead hitting a firm chest

You blush and quickly apologize but the person in front of you doesn’t move at all, doesn’t say anything and almost looks like they drifted into space with their dead stare

You assume this is yuzuha’s older brother because you’ve also never met him and you immediately turn to walk away but Yuzuha calls over hakkai’s shoulder

“Y/N-Chan! You just got here where are you going?” This was def not yuzuha’s older brother. There’s no way she’d be that happy with him around; oh my god. Realization hit, the guy who you hit (though it was more of a tap) was hakkai.

The hakkai you had only caught a glimpse of in yuzuha’s photos, never talked to or actually seen in person despite going to the same school and living in the same neighborhood

He must hate you. That’s why he avoids you. That’s def why - is what you think

Yuzuha drags hakkai back inside and invites you in; you sit down with them in the living room and watch hakkai visibly relax now that he’s inside his house, his own space, with a pillow behind him and a blanket covering his lower half, he almost curls up into it as he continues to avoid your stare

“Hi hakkai…Kun? Im L/N Y/N” you say and you see his face dead pan once again

Yuzuha can be heard laughing from the kitchen as she comes back in.

She leans over and begins explaining that hakkai literally just freezes with any interaction between him and girls who aren’t in his family

You nod, thinking maybe it’s an anxiety thing? Which is the case with you, but only because he’s been watching you since you’ve come over (not in a creepy way) wanting to and working the courage up to talk to you

The 5th or so time you came over after that encounter he was inches away from introducing himself before the house phone rang causing everyone to kind of “wake up” in a sense

Every time since then he gets closer and closer but isn’t able to say anything; he even realizes he has a crush on you.

The way you sit when you do homework and how cute you look when you’re focused.

How your forehead scrunches up when you’re trying to figure something out and you end up just sitting back with a small huff followed by yuzuha’s signature laughter.

It’s also a huge thing that you get along with Yuzuha.

So enough with first meeting time for the confession.

He ends up confessing accidentally. He didn’t know you were coming over to begin with so he was flustered out of his mind. And how was he supposed to know you hadn’t actually fallen asleep and you could hear him over the tv

The tv was more white noise than anything and the day was hot since it was the middle of summer causing the window to be open and the sound of soft wind and small birds to drift in; this was the hot that makes you tired so you were all sprawled out of just sitting in a daze

So while resting your head on the table you’re dozing in and out but then you hear hakkai begin to speak, something he never really did around you

Now did you and hakkai text? Yes. Did it take him an hour to reply because his brain would explode when you replied to him? Yes. But was it a start to communication? Also a yes.

You hear him say your name quietly before he moved closer, you can feel his gaze on your features

“I like you” is all he says. Simple and sweet. But you sit there in shock, trying not to blush so he’ll have no idea you heard him but he can tell because your forehead scrunches

You heard him and are focused on if you should reply or not. And he knows that.

You open your eyes and just look up at him, he’s closer than expected. His hand close to yours on the floor and he reaches over and grabs it lightly. Hoping you’ll also return the gesture by holding his hand instead of leaving your hand limp inside his.

And you do, thank goodness, and Hakkai almost mentally can’t handle it.

Once you start dating it’s more so just hanging out at his house or yours; however he talks a bit more and you text a lot more. He’s gotten better at replying. It usually takes him like 15 minutes now

He’s kinda stressed about your relationship but not due to anything you or him did

He’s stressed because of the mentality his older brother gave him

Is he even allowed to be this happy?

He finally has someone thats small enough and naive enough that he can protect you; compared to constantly being protected it’s a sudden, strong, yet good change for him

He’s touch s t a r v e d

Yes Yuzuha shows affection; but he stopped accepting her hugs when he was around 8 just because he physically wasn’t able to handle it due to his bruises and such

But with you, even with his bruises and all you take care of him. Able to coax him into using medicines and toning down the physical violence (that he can control himself)

He also finds it super soothing when you lightly brush over his scars (especially those that his brother gave him), it helps him believe that scars are only physical and can fade with help

One thing that stresses him out the most is trying to hide you from his brother. Any time you leave something at the house its easy to pass it off as yuzuha's but when it comes to things like photos he has with you, he can't hang them up, show them off, or have them as his phone Lock Screen, etc. because he just really doesn't want his brother to know and target you since he'll then know that you're his weakness (aside from yuzuha as well)

Sometimes won't explain why he can't hang out and has legit pushed you out of his house before at the last minute notice of his brother coming home

Will always make sure you get home safe though, usually by having Yuzuha go with you since then she can just say you're a friend from school

Your parents love him, though they were a bit hesitant it became a "you always have a place to stay" because they learned about their family situation from you and yuzuha. So expect him to spend the night when he's too scared to deal with his brother. Same with yuzuha. (yes I know this isn't yuzuha head canons but its hard to write for him without mentioning her when they're so close)

We're talking three person sleep overs. Yuzuha and you of course share the bed and Hakkai takes some time to even set foot in your room much less sleep on a mattress that's on the floor

He has a small heart attack every time he comes into your room because he's overwhelmed with everything, he's never been so comfortable and it makes him feel restless. Like he's never and I mean n e v e r been less stressed and slept better than when he does so in your room

The smell, the colors, just being surrounded by you is something that completely changes his mood

Once showed up after he fought with his brother, tears in his eyes and clothes a bit tattered and you just pulled him to your room, and sat down with him.

You laid on your bed with him laying down onto of you, head on your chest as you rubbed his head and only said a few words "its not your fault"

He ends up crying so hard he falls asleep and gets dehydrated and you have to make him drink a bunch of water when he finally wakes up.

NSFW

super fucking careful w you

almost annoyingly so, but you're understanding

He knows that he might be taking things frustratingly slow but he knows that since you understand and know his history that you can help him get through it

Your first time you think you'll have to call it off because he's shaking so bad

"baby... are you sure it won't hurt you?" he keeps asking.

pretty sure that's the longest its ever taken him to finish because he was so anxious

despite being so slow and hesitant, late he isn't too scared to get a bit rougher

but im not talking anything crazy im talking like he's willing to pull your hair a bit or nip a bit harder at your neck.

Please never ask him to do anything like degrade you or some type of harsh physical rough shit, he can't

like literally im 99% sure that if you ask him to choke you or something he will pass out because of the anxiety attack he would have at even the thought.

in short with nsfw though he is sweet boy. He's a switch through and through. Loves when you take care of everything because then he doesn't have to be scared of hurting you.

[maria-akira]

how you meet the ahs boys + their reaction while you're having a class - PART 1

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hey yall im back again 🧍🏻‍♀️ is this what you call a headcanon?? idk BAHAHSHHA. anyways i've had this idea in my mind for a while and i wanted to share it to yall, so i hope you guys like it 😌

these also have a little back story on how you guys meet !!

also, special mention to @tatestripedsweater for helping me give ideas with jimmy's part !! thank you so much mwah 🥺❤

warnings: none! just pure fluff <3

please excuse any errors !

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~♡ TATE LANGDON:

before the pandemic, you and your family have moved into the murder house.

the house gave your family a very odd vibe, but nonetheless all of you had to bear with it because it was sold for a cheap price.

but when the pandemic arrived the country, you were stuck at home 24/7. thus, classes were online.

you met tate because of your father. tate was one of his patients and the both of you grew close.

"Y/N, what are you doing?"

tate would randomly barge in your room while having a class and you would jump out of shock.

"Jesus, Tate. Stop scaring me like that!"

tate would giggle and lay on your bed, observing the lesson that the teacher rambled about.

while you're writing notes, he would stand up and take a chair from some part of your room and sit beside you.

knowing that tate is clingy, you would warn him not to bug you and behave while you listened in class.

of course, he doesn't listen and he would place his head on your shoulder and eventually would cuddle you.

"Taaate, please let me focus."

luckily, you always keep your camera off.

"Mmm, no. I enjoy bugging you."

~♡ KIT WALKER:

one time, you were driving to school on your own and you were almost running out of gas.

luckily, you saw a gas station nearby and decided to get a fill before heading to school. and there, you met kit.

when you first laid your eyes on kit, you thought that he was the prettiest man ever. you couldn't let this chance slip, thus, you exchanged numbers with him.

you talked all day and night, the both of you were so inlove with each other and you finally decided to introduce him to your parents.

your parents loved him and you were so, so happy.

but when the pandemic came, it affected your relationship with kit.

since all schools and unis were closed down, everything went online.

when kit stayed over, he couldn't spend a lot of time with you because you had to attend classes early in the morning, till afternoon.

"Can you stay in bed with me for a little bit, darling?"

unfortunately, you woke up late that day and you missed 10 minutes of your first class. and just like that, you were stuck to your desk until afternoon.

"Kit baby, I'm sorry. I'm late for my first class. Maybe later, okay?"

as much as kit hated this whole online class thing, he would always find a way to cheer you up.

thus, he would cook you breakfast and bring it over to your room.

"C'mere, I'll feed you while you listen and write down notes."

~♡ KYLE SPENCER (PRE DEATH AND POST DEATH) :

PRE DEATH:

madison, your friend, had bugged you all week to go with her to this college frat party near your house.

you weren't the party type. you loved staying at home, watching netflix or reading some sort of fan fiction on wattpad.

but you hated being single. so, this was your chance to actually get a boyfriend.

when you arrived at the party, you immediately hated it. everything was so loud and everyone was drinking, it was definitely a new sight for you.

you were sitting on a couch that was in the balcony, with a red cup that was filled with punch. you loved being away from the commotion.

this is where you met kyle, it was love at first sight. the both of you had so much in common and you thought that he was the man of your dreams.

you exchanged snapchats and from there, you were partners-in-crime.

you and kyle had stopped going to parties ever since the pandemic arrived, which means you got to see each other less.

since the both of you were students, both of your classes went online.

one time, kyle had no classes for a day and he decided to surprise you.

that day, you were having an online presentation. both your camera and microphone were on.

"Rene Descartes was the Father of Modern Philosophy—"

as you were presenting the slide show, you were cut off by kyle's presence infront of your desk.

"I brought you food, baby!"

you would shush him and suddenly turn off your mic.

"I'm so sorry, Miss. My boyfriend arrived and I—"

kyle would go beside you and kiss you on your cheek, your classmates and teacher cooing over it.

"Miss, you better give my girlfriend a good grade."

POST DEATH:

*pretend that he survived the bus accident and had a coma, because we arent involving witchcraft here*

kyle and his fraternity were on a bus that was going to some college event at school.

on the way there, you guys snapped each other and his friends would talk to you as well.

unfortunately, they got in an accident and the bus was flipped over.

a few students, including kyle, survived the accident.

when you heard this news, you cried your heart out and you didnt talk to anyone in your family.

you and your family visited the hospital and you rushed to kyle's room, it broke your heart to see tubes in him, with machines that beeped like there was no tomorrow.

when the doctor said that kyle was in a coma, your heart sank in the deepest part of your body.

this made you stay 24/7 with him until he was discharged.

when he was discharged from the hospital, he was not his usual self. the bubbly, energetic kyle was gone. instead, he was so confused with everything.

kyle's mom made him stay with you until he got his memory back, and you were more than glad to help.

but this took a toll on your studies because your classes were online due to a pandemic.

everyday in class, you would let kyle sit beside you and let him observe what you were doing.

"We're in Science class, Kyle. You were really good in Science, you helped me alot with my homeworks."

most of the time, you would help kyle develop his speech and his writing. but it was difficult for you.

"S-Sci... S-Sci-en.. ce?"

"Yes, Kyle! Good job, now one more time."

~♡ JIMMY DARLING:

ever since you were a kid, you loved going to carnivals, your parents would always bring you there every weekend.

there were carnivals almost everywhere, and your family brought you to all of them.

to you, each carnival was unique. the clowns and magicians in each carnival had different tricks up their sleeve.

but as you grew up, these carnivals slowly went out of business. except for one, which was elsa's cabinet of curiosities.

you decided to visit it one day just for a trip down memory lane, you never really had expectations for this place.

when you arrived there, there were a few people that were seated.

the show started and it instantly made you smile, they reminded you of your younger days. oh how you wished to be a child again.

you watched through a few acts, and the last act was a man named jimmy darling

when he came on stage, you locked eyes with him. there was something about him that really struck you.

after the performance ended, jimmy ran over to you and got your number. from there, you always talked and you would visit him regularly.

the regular visits stopped when the pandemic struck the country, forcing entertainment establishments, schools and unis to close down.

for the mean time, all your classes went online. you told jimmy that he could stay with you until things went back to normal.

on an early tuesday morning, you were in english class. jimmy was with your parents preparing breakfast, and you were falling asleep while your teacher discussed about the odyssey.

unlike tate, jimmy would always knock on your door. as his mom always taught, never enter anyone's room without knocking.

jimmy would giggle at your sleeping sight, your head lowered and your hair messed up.

"Hey, sweetheart, wake up! You're in class."

jimmy's timing was perfect. as he woke you up, you were called by the teacher.

"Miss Y/N, Do you think Odysseus was loyal to his wife?"

obviously, you panicked. but jimmy was there to save you. since jimmy was fond of reading, he finished the book and he whispered the answer to you before you could turn on your mic.

"No, Ma'am. Odysseus had an affair with Calypso and Circe."

once you got your teacher's approval, you turned off your microphone and let out a sigh of relief.

"You're lucky that I'm here to help you."

jimmy would joke and you would jump up to him, tackling him into a hug.

"I'm always lucky to have you, baby."

~♡ DANDY MOTT

at a young age, you were exposed to different types of fabrics. denim, silk, corduroy, neoprene. they name it, you've probably seen it.

your mother worked as a fashion designer. she managed to open a shop in the city and it was a great success for you and your family.

your mother has styled famous models. because of this, the shop was promoted and broadcasted all over the country. one day when you came from school, you saw a long line outside the shop.

that day, the staff count was low. there were only 5 employees instead of 10. you didn't exactly know why, so you decided to help.

after what felt like several hours, the long line finally dissolved into 2 customers, which was a mother and her son. they looked through the shop and the mother instantly loved everything.

her son, on the other hand, was trying on this lilac tux that your mother made.

you assisted her son and when you locked eyes, the both of you smiled. you entertained him throughout his shopping spree and the both of you never broke eye contact.

this was how you met dandy. he made the first move by getting your number, and of course you gave it back.

from there, the both of you talked day and night, even when you were in school.

since dandy's mother, gloria, loved your mother's shop so much, she would invite you and your mother regularly to her mansion.

gloria and your mother got along very well, and it was like gloria was your second mother.

so when your mother went to paris for a fashion show, she let you stay in gloria's mansion until she came back.

but to your dismay, your mother was not able to come back due to a pandemic that was all over the world. flights, establishments, and schools closed down.

of course you were sad, but you didn't worry so much because gloria treated you like her real daughter.

classes were online and you were forced to attend them everyday in the shared room you had with dandy.

since you had to get ready for class early in the morning, you would quietly get out of bed because dandy was sometimes a light sleeper.

it was around 8am and you were in math class. in your school, cameras were required to be turned on at all times. you thought this was a shit rule, but you had no choice to comply.

you were drawing some circles with a compass for an example that was being discussed by your teacher, when all of a sudden dandy was beside you.

"Dandy, sweetie, what are you doing up so early? Go back to sleep.."

dandy would pout at the lack of attention that you were giving him. since he loved holding your hand, you let him hold your other hand that you didn't use for writing.

"You're doing Math instead of cuddling with me!"

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i'm actually super proud of this omg !! i hope yall enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it 🥺❤

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[keiscait]

hey, may i please request a bedroom matchup LOL 😏

she/her, bisexual (men over women (unless it's a big tittie goth gf)

sagittarius sun and virgo rising

ravenclaw 😏

sexual: i like being the top. call me mommy LOL. i also like being topped, i have a major knife kink 😏 im in charge most of the time, however it can change every now and then. when i'm the bottom i want my partner to spit in my mouth 🧎‍♀️ neck and ear bites plz 😏 i'm very vocal 👹👹

things i look for in a partner:

-LOYALTY!!1!1!2!2'

-has to have a good sense of humor

-chill

-very understanding

personality: i'm very outgoing and friendly to most people, but i keep my friend group small. i'm the loud friend of the group and i'm always trying my best to make my friends laugh. i say really weird things at the most random times and i often look really high so people think i'm on something. i'm a good leader though and take charge in the three sports i'm in. (i'm varsity captain in one of my sports!!)

appearance:

plans for future: i'm currently a senior in high school and i plan on going into the national guard or air force when i graduate :). the military will pay for college and i plan on either going into the criminal justice field or information technology field :p

music taste: literally everything except for country. you can catch me listening to dr dre, schoolboy q, blackstreet, and kendrick lamar one minute and then queen the next. i also love my female rap artists 👏👏 90s rock and rnb are also a must. i listen to 00's club music on a regular 😏

Hello and welcome, my dearest Bri! AND ADVANCED HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Wish I could bake you a cake, but all I can do is send some love (੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* Let’s get right to it then! ٩(◕‿◕｡)۶

Look who we have here, hon!

Suna Rintarou! (Runner up: Kageyama Tobio)

Suna here has a really cold and icy demeanor, which I think has to be balanced out by outgoing people (like the Miya twins). He likes to act like this dark and brooding person, but deep down, he’s actually just a little gremlin like most of us. 

- Okay okay, I know what you’re thinking. Yes, I already know that you’re a Suna stan, but I genuinely could not think of anybody who matches your personality description better, the two of you would just be *aggressive chefs kiss*

- I’m kinda getting an enemies-to-lovers-ish vibe with this dynamic, but also like a partners-in-crime-to-lovers type of deal. Either way, it’ll start out a little bit chaotic

- Has a crush on you immediately, I just KNOW it, but he won’t realize this until later on, and may even totally deny it to himself

- He doesn’t really know when exactly he starts catching feelings for you, but the realization probably hits him when he sees you going about your daily activities

- You could be doing any of your extra curriculars - basketball, track, or marching band - and he sees how much you enjoy it, or maybe even after you just said one of your random thoughts. Whatever makes him feel like he’s getting to know you a little bit better

- it’s when you laugh right after, and suddenly he feels like he’s just been spiked a ball in the face, and he just audibly goes “ah shit.”

- Has no fucking clue what to do at first KDHFKSJHL someone pls help him!!!

- He ends up being a little awkward when he tries to do anything about it, and it’ll all just feel so unnatural HAHAH

- “Let me carry your bag” “No Rin it’s fine I can--” *pries your bag from your hands with way too much force*

- in his mind he’s like “Ah yes that went perfectly 😌”

- he tries to communicate his feelings in little ways like this, hoping you’ll catch on

- No, Suna Rintarou, poking fun at someone is not a declaration of love, but nice try!

- he’ll get so frustrated if you don’t catch on (or maybe you do, and you just want him to say something first), and eventually will straight up yell tell you how he feels

- once you two are together, he’ll still try to act he’ll try to keep up his icy exterior, but trust me, he’s completely whipped for you

- SHARED PLAYLISTS!!!!

- Appreciates that you keep your friend group small, because at the end of the day, he’s still a pretty reserved guy

- Admires your leadership qualities, and will not be insecure and toxic about it, despite what other people believe. He honestly wishes he could be more like you, in that sense

- He’ll be your # 1 fan in everything you do. Will support whatever it is that you want to achieve, and will cut any bitch who tries to get in your way

- boy is in LOOOOOVE

- If he ever gets mad or annoyed at you, just give him the smallest peck on his cheek, and he’ll be all putty in your hands again

- Likewise, I think he’d be so good at making you blush too. It’s not all the time that he does this, but when he does, it’s 1000000% effective

- A FRICKING TEASE SKJDHFDSJFGLSGJ CHANGE MY MIND

- Honestly I love this dynamic so much that I wanna make him your bedroom matchup too, but I feel like that would be a cop out 

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You were exhausted.

It was never easy juggling all the activities that you took part in - each of them was truly a labor of love. Today was particularly draining because it was, after all, your birthday, and it just HAD TO fall on a weekday. You plonked on your bed and started scrolling through your phone.

Your tight-knit group of friends continued to send you birthday wishes, despite having already done so when you saw them earlier that day. They had sung to you and let you blow out a birthday candle - it was all they could do, given your busy schedules. You looked forward to the weekend you had planned with them and your boyfriend, Rintarou.

Speaking of Rin, you thought to yourself, as a message notification from him popped up.

- You’re already home, right?

- Yeah! Just got here. So tired

- That’s too bad. I was gonna ask you to open the door for me but I guess I’ll just go home

You ran to your front door faster than you expected you could manage, and there stood Suna, a balloon and a box of pizza in hand. He pretended to walk away slowly, making you giggle before you grabbed him and dragged him inside.

He pressed a soft kiss to your temple. “Happy birthday, babe.”

You were giddy, not expecting him to show up. “I thought we were gonna wait til the weekend for my celebration??” 

“Do you not know me by now?” he chuckled. “As if I’d let today pass without doing anything about it.”

You smiled and looked at him for a few seconds. He rarely looks so sincere, and so warm, and you just wanted to drink up every last drop of this moment.

He teased, “But y’know, I guess if you’re too tired, I can totally scarf down this pizza by myself.”

You groaned before dragging him to your room and setting up the playlist you guys worked on together, getting ready for a night in.

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I hope that was alright, bb! Let’s make our way to the bedroom now ٩(◕‿◕｡)۶

For some private time, I’ve invited over...

Oikawa Tooru! (Runner up: Suna Rintarou)

Despite how other people believe he’s a dom, I think he’d be a switch, at best. I think in the bedroom, he’d love to let his partner take control, just as much as loves having his way with them.

- What really gets this fucker going is pleasing people - and who would he love to please more than his s/o?

- He loves how your confidence translates into your bedroom behavior

- I headcanon that he easily falls apart in bed, and would gladly do so for his partner 

- He is s e n s i t i v e. Touch him, kiss him, grab him EVERYWHERE

- LOUD, but a lot of it is trying to get his partner to be even louder

- How does this man have both a praise kink and a degradation kink? Idk but I’m so sure he has both

- Would be totally onboard with your knife kink. He’s super into sensory play

- Speaking of which

- BLINDFOLD HIMMMM SKDJHFSDJFK THAT WOULD BE A SIGHT TO BEHOLD

- Once you ask him to take charge, I think he would still be a service dom

- Knows all your sensitive spots. Made sure to take note of them so that he can get you back for all the times you hit his sweet spots

- Loves mouth stuff. His mouth. Your mouth. Putting stuff in them. Tongue stuff. Loves all of it

- Great at aftercare, just a bit flashy with it. Kind of makes a show of what he’s doing but in the most adorable way

- Delicate with how he handles you after. Or if you’re the one giving him aftercare, would praise you the whole time

- Will hold you til you fall asleep 🥺

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As a little extra gift, I wanted to give you a dressing room matchup too! 

I think your gorgeous face would look SO GOOD with...

Miya Atsumu! WHAT AN INSANELY GOOD LOOKING COUPLE YOU WOULD MAKE

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That’s it for now, darling! I hope that was worth all the waiting you did. Thank you for being such a wonderful housemate - don’t hesitate to chat with me anytime. Advanced happy birthday again! (੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭*

Thanks for stopping by! (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ

[beca-mitchell]

@stuck-in-the-now​​ replied to your post “feeling very On The Brink™️ tonight and im struggling; can you guys...”

beca has a baby half sister, and she likes to blow raspberries on her. chloe thinks it’s the sweetest thing.

Oh my god, this is adorable. WHY ARE EVERYBODY’S HEADCANONs ADORABLE.

I feel like it’d be a little bit of a surprise to Chloe (maybe even to Beca too), the kind of affection that rises up in her whenever she sees her new baby sister - and I took the liberty of writing up a little something during my lunch break...hope you don’t mind:

baby steps

summary: Beca learns she’s getting a new baby sister. Thank you again @stuck-in-the-now for the headcanon and thank you twice for letting me borrow it. 💕

word count: 1050

Read on AO3 or read below.

Everything you do I want to do it with you Don't ever want to miss

– Floating by Alina Baraz, ft. Khalid

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Beca never thought she’d ever experience being an older sister. Or even just ever experiencing being a sibling, period. It always felt like part of her identity was grounded in being an only child. When her father remarried, Sheila had an older son, but he was hardly around, so Beca barely recognized him as being an older brother. 

Now, however–

“You’re having a what?”

“Beca,” Chloe says softly, mild reprimand in her voice. Her voice is quiet and she smiles at Beca’s father and stepmother, clearly willing to give them more patience than Beca. “That’s amazing, congratulations. I didn’t realize you were trying to adopt.”

“They–how old?” Beca asks stiltedly. 

This is new territory to her. She’s twenty-four years old, sitting in front of her father and step-mother, holding her girlfriend’s hand. And her father and step-mother have just informed her that she’ll soon be an older sister. 

Chloe squeezes her hand in support. 

“By the time she comes home with us, she’ll be just under a year.”

She, Beca thinks. A new baby sister. 

“How long have you been thinking about this?”

Beca doesn’t intend the question to be harsh or laden with consequence, but not for the first time, Beca sees her father hesitate, like he doubts her or doubts his relationship with her.

She falters, knowing she hasn’t made it easy over the years, but she had thought that they had overcome some obstacles previously thought to be insurmountable. 

“A while,” he admits quietly. “We wanted to be certain before telling you.”

Beca supposes that’s fair enough, but it doesn’t stop the streak of white-hot hurt and mild jealousy run through her that she isn’t necessarily immediately privy to a potential new sibling’s life.

Consciously, she slips back into a state of awareness, focusing on the way Chloe’s hand feels in hers. “That makes sense,” she admits. Even quieter. “I can’t wait to meet her.” 

 ------

She kind of bothers Chloe about what it’s like to have siblings, knowing that Chloe grew up as a middle child. She’s not sure what to expect at all.

Okay, so she bothers Chloe a lot.

Chloe is patient and accommodating. 

“You’re going to be an amazing sister, Bec,” Chloe assures her, sleepily in the middle of the night. Her tired eyes track the way Beca feverishly reads blog after blog, trying to find some semblance of an identity.

But what if I’m not? 

“Okay,” Beca says instead, finally closing her laptop and placing it on her bedside. “Okay,” she repeats.

Chloe pulls her into her arms, pressing a kiss against the back of her head.

------

 Beca is nervous. 

She is nervous all the way to the airport. She is nervous for the entire flight from Los Angeles to Atlanta. Nearly five hours of shaky legs and sweaty palms. Nearly five hours of resisting the urge to bury herself into Chloe’s side and sleep the rest of her life away.

“Babe,” Chloe calls softly. “We’re here.” 

Their Uber stops outside her father’s familiar porch. Beca recalls many a vulnerable night, standing in front of that door too nervous to speak. Too uncertain of her own relationship with her father. 

“You guys are good, now,” Chloe continues. “Your sister’s waiting for you.”

Beca nods, allowing Chloe to pull her out of the car. She helps Chloe carry their weekend bags from the trunk, finally feeling the oddest sense of calm.

“I’m not even sure why I’m so nervous,” Beca says, speaking quicker than she originally intends. “It’s…it’s a baby. I’ve dealt with your niece and nephews before.” 

Chloe stifles a grin, thinking of her ten-year old niece and her five-year old nephews. “Yes, same thing.”

Beca’s father greets them immediately, almost like he had been waiting for them right by the front room’s window. “You made it,” he says, looking both nervous and exhausted. “Can I get you guys a drink? Tea, Chloe?”

“I’d love that,” Chloe agrees, depositing her bag by the door. Beca does the same, then immediately stuffs her hands in her pockets.

“I guess the little munchkin’s asleep,” Beca says casually like she didn’t just drop the cutest nickname with more than a bare hint of concern in her voice. 

“She’s awake, actually,” Sheila murmurs from behind them, surprising them all. She descends the stairs with a small bundle in her arm, from which Beca can see the smallest of fists reaching out into the air, mid-stretch. 

“Oh,” Beca says softly. 

“Meet Natalie,” Warren says. “Your sister, Bec.” 

Natalie has a shock of black hair and light brown eyes. Her cheeks are round with the faintest natural blush. She’s practically grinning at Beca already.

Chloe can tell she’s going to love her.

(Whether that’s Beca loving Natalie, Natalie loving Beca, or Chloe loving both of them with her entire heart.) 

“She’s cute,” Beca murmurs, looking embarrassed at her own words. The embarrassment fades almost instantaneously however and the transformation happens right before Chloe’s eyes: Beca’s entire demeanor softens, her shoulders hunch, and she bends right over Natalie, not caring how close she gets to Sheila’s personal space.

“Really cute,” Chloe says, very nearly bouncing on the balls of her feet to resist from getting too close.

“Do you want to hold her, Beca?”

“I…yeah, I do.”

Beca’s not sure exactly what opens in her heart the moment Natalie settles into her arms, but something shifts in her and she embraces it wholeheartedly. 

------

 “That’s something, huh,” Warren comments, noting how intently Chloe is watching Beca play with Natalie on the floor. Beca is playfully holding a little stuffed lion above Natalie’s head, both of them laughing delightedly when Natalie’s arms fall short of the stuffed toy in her attempts to grab at it.

“It’s something,” Chloe agrees. She blinks the sudden tears – happy tears – out of her eyes. “I’m really so happy for you and Sheila,” she says quickly. “You guys…this is perfect for both of you. All of you, actually.” 

“We were skeptical about raising a child so late in our lives, but we’ve got more than a few good years left and we knew when we saw the adoption papers that we couldn’t pass up the opportunity to give Natalie a better life.”

“Yeah, that’s…that’s amazing,” Chloe says, not trusting herself to speak more. 

Their conversation is interrupted when Natalie blows a raspberry right up at Beca’s face, startling them all into a brief silence. 

Chloe waits to see what Beca will do or say, now that she has baby spittle all over her face. 

(She’s waiting to see if Beca will notice if she pulls out her phone to take photos.)

Beca continues to surprise them all however because she begins tickling Natalie’s sides and then she leans down to blow a raspberry into her stomach, causing the baby to emit squeals of delight and ensuing giggles.

The burst of noise warms the entire room.

God, I love you, Chloe thinks, letting her mind wander a little to think about Beca holding children of her own. Children she’d ideally share with Chloe.

Beca’s eyes are bright and playful as she turns her eyes upwards so she can smile at Chloe. It is, without a doubt, the most in love with Beca that Chloe has ever been. She doesn’t care if in that moment, her love for Beca shines across her face as clear as day.

Beca is more sunny and vibrant than ever before. Chloe has always known this about Beca - about how loving and caring she can be, even if she is slow to show it to strangers or people she is distant from.

But now – now Beca is everything.

Chloe wants to bask in this warmth forever.

fin.

[sunshinejihyun]

Hi! This is for the matchup! Tysm for doing such a lovely event! 💖 I'm a design student and i love doing anything related to art ( painting, sewing, drawing etc ) i loove cats & can be a bit of a perfectionist at times. I have high expectations of myself & im sensitive to people's emotions, so I'm always giving advice to others. I love to goof around and play games, but can be very serious if need be. I won't hesitate to call out someone's bad behaviour but also know when to keep quiet. TYSM!

Your match is Saeyoung! I chose Saeyoung because I just feel like he’d be so fascinated with the fact that you love art. He’d love watching you and finds it calming. You both also have some of the same sort of feelings. Saeyoung has very high expectations of himself and is very aware of the people around him. He’s also got such a goofy side to him, even if that does have to do with a coping mechanism that he uses.

Some headcanons about you two

I mentioned that he found watching you draw made him calm so you’d help him draw something some time and it’d literally be his favorite thing ever

Saeyoung would be the type of person who wants you around him all the time

He just loves your energy and loves the way he feels around you

Video game dates (especially ones that included LOLOL) would be crashed by Yoosung but it’s okay because you both loved Yoosung a lot

Since you sew, he’d always ask you to help him make new cosplay outfits

And halloween??? You two would win every costume contest because your costumes would be so good but so unique that everyone else couldn’t help but adore them

If you ever needed help studying, he would 100% put aside anything he was doing to help

But in all honesty, Yoosung and you would be study buddies

Short drabble

“Can we have a kid?” You were sitting on Saeyoung’s lap as he played with your hair when he asked that question.

“We don’t need one,” you laughed. “We have Saeran.”

“You know what I mean,” he mumbled pressing a kiss to your neck. “I want to start a family.”

You hummed as you pulled his head back up so his eyes met yours. “I’m not sure about a kid yet, but what about an animal?”

You watched as Saeyoung’s eye widened and his jaw dropped slightly. “MC. Can. We. Get. A. Cat??”

“Well, we’re not dog people, are we?!” You asked, laughing loudly as Saeyoung squeezed you tightly. “We can go looking this weekend!”

“This weekend?” Saeyoung pulled you off the couch and tugged your hand excitedly. “We have to go. Right now!”  You giggled as he ran around grabbing a light jacket for you to wear and practically helped shove your feet into some slip on shoes. “Get a move on, darling!”

You quickly followed after him as he grabbed his car keys to his current favorite baby, soon to be replaced by a cat. “Saeyoung, calm down! There will still be cats there if we go tonight or days later.”

“Buuuuuut MC,” Saeyoung pouted and you pressed a kiss to his jutted out lip. “I just want a cat to give all my love to. Please?”

With those words, you felt the last of your resolve fall. “Well what are you waiting for? We’re in the car, aren’t we?” At your words, Saeyoung quickly put the car in drive and all but speed his way over to the nearest animal adoption center. “You seem well prepared,” you remarked and he beamed at you.

“I’ve been waiting for you to offer to get a cat with me I’ve been very excited.” He grabbed your hand and quietly led you inside and you could almost feel his body vibrating with excitement.

“Good afternoon guys,” a kind worker with navy blue hair greeted you. “Are you here to adopt today?”

“Yes, we were looking to adopt a cat.” You explained to her as Saeyoung dropped your hand and walked over to a few cats who were playing in a playpen. “We’re not really picky though, we just want to be able to help a cat find a forever home.”

“Okay, well you’re welcome to take a look around. There’s a few over there in that playpen but there’s also some more in the back.” You nodded and started to make your way over to Saeyoung. As he heard your footsteps, he turned around with a grin on his face. He was holding a small orange tabby cat with yellow/gold eyes and purring obnoxiously loud as your boyfriend scratched at the cat’s chin.

“Babe! Look I think he likes me!” Saeyoung exclaimed and you put your hand out to the cat, letting it sniff you before patting it’s head softly. When you stopped, it licked your hand until you started again, making Saeyoung laugh. “And I think he likes you too!”

“Well, it’s seems you’re already very smitten.” You laughed as Saeyoung gently put the cat in your arms. “Oh my gosh this is the cutest thing ever I have to take a picture this is going to be my phone background forever.” Despite your protests, Saeyoung managed to take about 15 pictures with the cat who was currently very happy sitting in your arms. “I think we found our cat?” Saeyoung questioned hopefully, leaning down to brush his nose against the tabby’s pink one.

“Seems so,” you agreed, looking down at the both of them fondly.

As you continued to hold the cat, Saeyoung went to go fill out the adoption paperwork and purchase things you would need to become the best cat parents possible. “What should we name this little fella?” Saeyoung asked as you buckled into the car, the baby crawling over the consul to crawl into his lap.

You thought for a moment. “Pepper.”

Saeyoung giggled. “Really?”

“Yeah, why not? Pepper’s can be orange and you love PhD. Pepper.” You explained as you grabbed onto the kitten, struggling to keep the wiggle worm in your arms as Saeyoung drove home.

When you two settled onto the couch with Pepper, Saeran came out of his room and smiled as he spot the cat. “We got an animal?”

As soon as he sat down next to Saeyoung, Pepper jumped into his lap and curled up, purring loudly again. You giggled as you watched the two twins and cat snuggle close together. “You know, Pepper kinda looks like you guys.”

“He can be the honorary Choi triplet.” Saeyoung laughed and leaned over to get in his face. “You want to be the triplet, huh buddy?”

“SAEYOUNG CHOI YOU BETTER NOT SQUEEZE PEPPER TOO HARD!” You screamed as your boyfriend took the cat from his brothers lap and held him to his chest tightly.

“You guys are going to be horrible parents.” Saeran laughed as he got up and returned to his room.

“Someday we’ll be amazing parents.” Saeyoung told you. “But not today.”

[flipcinnamon]

mornings with flip headcanons

hello yes welcome to my first post on this blog. naturally its me writing about my the dream life with flip. this is literally so domestic. maybe on the borderline of being boring like...ah. i love flip gosh darnit. also vaguely nsfw. vaguely. not really nsfw at all but. it’s all good. also i don’t think i made the reader distinctly female? correct me if im wrong. but i think anyone can enjoy it!

flip wakes up before you. all the time. even on the weekends and even when he worked late the night before.

the two of you have your own morning routine, but he has his pre-you morning routing

during the week he’ll wake up at 5am, an hour or two later on the weekend. but he’ll get up, usually having to untangle himself from you, as much as he’d rather stay in bed with you

most of the time he’ll roll out of bed completely naked as one of his favorite nighttime routines is to fuck you senseless until you both pass out.

his first task is to turn up the heater. before you head to bed he usually sets it lower. the two of you make up for the heat the hvac doesn’t supply during those hours.

then he’ll jump in the shower. they’re never long, five minutes the most when you’re not taking a shower with him. he’d shampoo, condition, use body wash. simple.

then he’d make his way to the kitchen a put on a pot of coffee so it would be ready for you when you woke up. he’d always make it for you the way you liked so it would be sitting in one of your favorite mugs when you came stumbling into the kitchen.

after preparing your coffee he’d sit on the couch and turn on the tv, watching the morning news until you woke up

he’d watch you saunter into the kitchen and grab your coffee. you’d interchange between wearing one of his white t-shirts or one of his many flannels in the morning. whichever one you wore swallowing your form whole.

you’d come on sit next to him on the couch, your legs resting in his lap and snuggling into his side. sometimes it was uncomfortable, but neither of you minded.

he’d switch off the news, to some other morning program, usually reruns of the brady bunch. but he still told you some more important things he’d picked up from the news. you liked to know what was going on, but watching the news itself wasn’t the best start of your day. but it coming out of flip’s mouth, his voice. that was much better. you couldn’t be stressed listening to his deep, rumbling voice.

after finishing a half hour episode of whatever was on the two of you would make your way to the bathroom. you’d strip yourself of his shirt, his dark eyes watching the entire time. most days he’d run the risk of running late for work just to fuck you over the bathroom sink, but some days he couldn’t, if he had an important case or a meeting. 

while you showered he brushed his teeth, listening to you tell him about your plans for the day, or even sing. sometimes he’d tell you what he expected to do that day in between spits of toothpaste.

he’d help you dry off once you got out of the shower, just as an excuse to touch you. to touch your soft skin, the shape of your body. he’d be thinking about it all day.

you’d get dressed while he gathered his badge, wallet shoving them into his pockets. he’d slip his gun into its holster.

you’d meet him at the front door, grabbing his keys from the key holder hung on the wall, using them as an excuse to slip them into his back pocket and pull him close.

“i’m gonna miss you, baby,” you pouted, as if you could convince him to stay. you knew you couldn’t. most of the time, anyway.

he pressed his forehead against yours, his prominent nose that you loved so much nuzzling your own. “i’m gonna miss you, too. but i’ll see you tonight. and i’ll call you on my lunch break.” he pressed his plump limps against yours.

there were different types of kisses that he gave you. these were his goodbye kisses. gentle and full of love, hesitant when he pulled away.

always followed by a kiss to your cheek before he pulled away from you.

he’d head out the door and you watched him, leaning against the door frame as he got in his truck and started it up. he’d wave at you as he pulled out, you blowing him a kiss and waving in return, waving until he was out of sight and the rumble of his truck got quieter.

you felt sad listening to it go, but you’d feel so much joy when you’d hear it pull up that night.

[no-other-words]

later is now

synopsis: two years worth of photos on Hinata’s Instagram and not a word from kageyama. you’d think after an entire high school career spent with the most sociable human on earth, he would’ve pick up some communication skills but here he is—sitting alone in the locker room crouched over his phone, brooding over the fact he can’t even press ‘like’ on a harmless picture, let alone comment. #major manga spoilers ahead #post chapter 370 #slight angst? and fluff? #pre-relationship

Don’t be dramatic, dumbass. You’re making it sound like I died.

‘then where have u been? where did u fuck off to kageyama?

---

His thumb hover dangerously close over the heart sign, frozen in mid-air just like how he’s been frozen in time for the past years. There’s a calm before the storm until the nerves eventually get to Kageyama and his hand recoils as if the photo he’s staring at is a violent wake up call.

Hinata’s gotten a bit more tanned from the last time he posted a picture. Darker around the arms and legs, it highlights the toned muscles developed over the years. He’s got an even larger presence than the one Kageyama holds onto in his memories. Still the same smile though—vibrant, bigger than life, and nothing held back.

It makes his chest hurt.

The photo is of Hinata posing on a beach alongside a fellow volleyball player. He’s wearing a sleeveless tank and Kageyama finds himself staring at the biceps bared to the world. His account is private right? It better be private. Thirsty messages should not be welcomed in the comments.

He hears his name being called from outside the locker room. It’s time for practice.

Stolen moments are just that—fleeting minutes playing catch-up with Hinata picture by picture. Then, it’s back to reality and the court in front of him.

In the end, Kageyama decides on doing nothing and shuts off his phone. He pockets it in the jacket, his last name printed gloriously over the V.League team’s red and white jersey.

Two years’ worth of photos on Hinata’s Instagram and nothing from Kageyama.

You’d think after an entire high school career spent with the most sociable human on Earth, Kageyama would’ve pick up some communication skills but here he is—sitting alone in the locker room crouched over his phone, brooding over the fact he can’t even press ‘Like’ on a harmless picture, let alone comment.

Pathetic.

---

Thinking back, he should have said something. They were once partners for god’s sake, and now they might as well be strangers from the gap Kageyama’s unwittingly carved between them.

His last interaction with Hinata from the chat box, when Kageyama follows him on Instagram a few months after he’s landed in Brazil. He’d been immediately DM’d, Hinata calling him out for being late on the social media game.

‘ur now a part of a professional team! u need to make ur presence known or ur fans will be real sad’

Kageyama hadn’t responded.

He hasn’t done anything, in fact. No messages, no likes, no comments, no replies. The only thing that holds to his account is a profile picture of a Mikasa volleyball on the old Karasuno jersey. He’s here to play volleyball on the national stage, his game can speak for him.

By the time he’s realized his mistake, Kageyama finds himself frequently checking Hinata’s Instagram page and revisiting old posts. That—he’s allowed to do, no? And it’s an impressive curation—hundreds of photos narrating his two years stay in Brazil. Two years’ worth of change, growth, learning, and memories that Hinata’s making.

Two years without him.

Kageyama finds it hard to keep up sometimes. Following his life in the form of mere pictures and captions doesn’t really fill the void.

---

The only wisp of connection he has to his old team is through Tsukishima—the salty bastard of all people. When the blonde messages him though, Kageyama is already aware.

For the first time, Hinata has posted a video. It’s short—capturing only a few seconds but those seconds are enough. The pants Hinata wears are tight and moves enticingly with his quads. They bend, expand, and hup—from the sands, Hinata soars above the net, his wings in the form of haloed sun-rays, and passes the volleyball to his spiker.

Hinata has learned to set. And what a beautiful set it is.

Kageyama smirks. Nothing less from a starved crow.

He re-watches several times, unable to let go of the breath he’s been holding. If he does, the magic will go away. Something tightens in his chest. It spreads and grabs hold of his stomach and twists and turns and evolves into a fierce wanting.

Tsukishima’s text repeats in his head.

Looks like he’s aiming for FIVB World Cup. Maybe you’ll see him in the next Olympics?

He watches the video again. Memorizes the form of Hinata’s jump, the curve of his spine, the reach from his arms. His hair floats airily in a poof orange cloud, his lips slightly opened in concentration.

Alluring in every possible way.

This time, he doesn’t hold back. kageyama.t leaves a heart on the post along with a simple comment.

You can do better.

---

‘kageyama? omg zombie-yama has resurfaced from the dead!’

‘both a like AND a comment? wow did i do to deserve this? has hell frozen over?’

The twelve-hour difference between them has never had an impact for Kageyama. They don’t even talk anymore so what’s it to him if he misses a few instant messages from the person he’s been silently following (stalking) online since forever?

Apparently, a great deal.

It’s already 11PM in Brazil, Kageyama impatiently notes. He should know better than to wait until it’s a better time for Hinata. But like a landslide racing towards the end, the compulsive words are typed and sent before he knows it.

Don’t be dramatic, dumbass. You’re making it sound like I died.

‘then where have u been?’

Kageyama almost drops his phone, not expecting the quick turnaround from Hinata. His heart beats annoyingly loud and it’s the only thing he hears in the room.

Why are you still awake? Isn’t it late over there?

‘i cant sleep. u know how i am. a ghost from my past decided to come back to life’

The sad thing is he’s right. Kageyama knows him all too well. He swallows the hard lump in his throat.

‘dont u dare ignore me. where did u fuck off to kageyama?’

He also knows Hinata rarely gets mad. This is one of those rare times. His head starts to buzz.

Nowhere. Volleyball’s been keeping me busy.

‘too busy to talk to a friend?’

His breathing quickens in short and shallow bursts. Questions, fears, and doubts swell into his mind and he needs to look away from the screen for a bit. Calm down—Hinata has all the right to call him out.

Maybe it’s a mistake to like his post.

No. Hinata deserves that and way more.

Maybe that’s why he should’ve reached out earlier. Ease it in. He should’ve responded to that first message.

He should’ve done a lot of things.

‘dont ignore me. ur not a coward.’

Kageyama stares at Hinata’s words. Damn him for always being right, for pulling him back. For saying things as is and pushing him to further ends.

I don’t know what to say.

‘well ur in luck. u can practice whatever u need to say with me soon. can u pick me up from the airport this weekend?’

What

‘im coming home for a visit. plane arrives at 4:30pm jst. terminal 1’

Home. He likes the sound of that.

Why me?

‘y not? my fam’s out of town and u owe it to me.’

Sneaky little turd.

Kageyama bites off a smile.

Fine.                                                            

‘come prepared. u and i have a score to settle’

You and I. Him and Hinata. Sounds familiar.

Sounds fitting.

---

When they meet, every memory made at Karasuno comes rushing like a giant wave riding the high winds.

First year nationals when they suffered a defeat with Hinata off-court. Hinata’s struggles in the academics and Kageyama’s equally abominable grades. Their makeshift practices during lunch on the school rooftop and late-night snack runs after training. Second year’s expected yet satisfying loss to Dateko and a hard-won third place in third year. The utter thrill of the orange court, the intensity of the game. The fleeting glances, the accidental touches.

The implicit words. Unspoken feelings.

The unequivocal promise after a splendid receive from Kageyama’s serve.

See you later.

Hinata unabashedly marches up to Kageyama, suitcase in tow, and punches Kageyama hard on the chest.

He expects it just as much.

The shorter man doesn’t pull back, instead spreads his hand wide and presses against Kageyama’ body. In the middle of a large, well air-conditioned airport, the spot where Hinata’s touching him is blazing hot.

“Damn it,” Hinata hisses through his pout, “you’re still bigger than me.”

Kageyama snorts. Figures he’d say something stupid first.

He’s stumped at what to do next. Two full years of going radio-silent on the man (man, not boy anymore) has him doubting again. What’s acceptable, what’s appropriate, what’s allowed?

He starts to open his arms and Hinata jumps into him instantly, strong arms over his shoulder and his face buried in the crevice of Kageyama’s neck.

A fresh whiff of his hair and Kageyama softens. Things are…alright. A void is being filled.

Hinata’s voice is muffled against his neck, absolute yet frail. “I missed you.”

He did too.

“I’m still mad at you.”

“I know.”

“We have a lot of things to iron out.”

Kageyama gulps. “Okay.”

“Kageyama?” Hinata pulls back, determination flashing in his eyes. “It’s later.”

He still remembers that perfect form Hinata had embodied on the other side of the court, meeting him halfway in both passion for the sport and a knowing smile.

See you later!

Someone probably has already recognized him as a member of a V.League club, but he doesn’t care. Tightening his hold around Hinata, feeling the defined muscles hot under his grasp, Kageyama lays his forehead on Hinata’s shoulder in an act of release.

“Yeah, later is now.”

---

a/n: because the way i cope with the recent chapter is creating headcanons and writing them out

[aesjae]

Boyfriend! Jeno

#3 of Boyfriend! Series

Taeil | Johnny | Taeyong | Yuta | Kun | Doyoung | Ten | Jaehyun | WinWin | Jungwoo | Lucas | Mark | Xiao Jun | Hendery | Renjun | Jeno | Haechan | Jaemin | Yang Yang | Chen Le | Jisung

Word Count: 1,675 Style/ Genre: Headcanon/ - Date Posted: 31/08/17

okay but i’m getting soft for this little boy

wHO AM I CALLING LITTLE IM YOUNGER THAN HIM

but seriously tho never thought of a day i’d be so soft for him

omg

let’s continue :-D

this boy may be said to be the most boring member but honestly?

he’s definitely not boring

he’d be a complete sweetheart tbh

instead of being boring, he’d probably have cliche approaches in the relationship

probably those cliche plots you read in fiction books or watch in movies

all those cringy teenage plots

amusement park dates, cafe and ice cream dates,

lyou’ve seen it, you name it

jeno would be a young gentleman 

wow i live for manners man, some teenage guys nowadays are rude af

teenage blues

anywayyy

he would pick you up at your house before every date and would ensure that he brings you back home right to your doorstep before heading home

your safety was his priority 

during the date itself, his actions would give you countless butterflies in your stomach

yep cliche much but what do you expect from a fluff scenario

he may be quite shy and awkward at the start of the relationship 

believe it or not, it would probably be his first relationship

it’ll probably make you wonder how no one actually liked this cute adorable handsome talented fluffball

but that’s cause he liked you and thus didn’t give anybody else a chance hehe

so this sweet boy would be quite nervous, and would probably be quite hesitant doing the simplest things

like holding your hand or slinging his arm around your shoulder or waist

no matter how many times you assure him that it is fine,

his considerate ( and self-conscious ) self would always ask for your permission first

deeper into the relationship, he would become quite comfortable with you

smoothly taking your hand into his as soon as both of you meet

and every time he holds your hand

he would gently circle his thumb on the top of your hand 

which makes you feel relaxed and safe

and when he holds you close by the waist

his gentle touch at your waist would send tingles through your body

his hugs would feel like home tbh

no one else could probably give you the same feeling of comfort and solace

he was your getaway

yes there would definitely be the teenage feels and all

but sooner or later it wouldn't be just pure infatuation

both jeno and you would realise a few months into your relationship that both of you were absolutely in love with each other 

by the way that he thinks of you

the potential of living together

being together every night and day

learning more about each other and the other party's lifestyle habits

these thoughts rejuvenated him

whenever he was facing immense stress

from school

from work

from society in general

these thoughts would comfort him

and motivate him to not give up and strive for better

as for you

being a student

having to juggle studies and work

commitments and responsibilities

both in school and at home

the time being with jeno was as if a great load of burden was momentarily lifted off your shoulders

whenever you were with him, it seemed like only a world with you and him existed

and that all the troubles in the world were okay

that everything was going to be alright

just a little text message or smile from him could energize you for a long day

both of you would probably not really be up for the cheesy couple items

because you both knew that you didn't need such things to reaffirm your commitments in this relationship

to both of you, the trust in the relationship was a granted

having mutual trust and respect for each other only strengthened the relationship

even though you were already reassured of Jeno's loyalty 

he would constantly prove to you and others of it 

even when other girls try to flirt with him he would kindly turn them down

explicitly stating that he was already in a committed relationship

and that was what you loved about him

that he was respectful of the bond both of you shared

and that he would request for other people's respect for it as well

occasionally, both of you would have special dates either at yours or his house during the weekends

maybe an exciting and lively saturday when both of you experiment baking different confectionary and pastries

which may end up with both of you having a food fight

i can totally imagine a messy kitchen with egg yolks and egg shells splattered all over the counter and floor

and both of your faces painted with white flour and chocolate chips stuck in your hair

i have no idea how they got there but ok

or maybe a lazy sunday when both of you chillax on the couch and take a nap after a heartwarming movie

you guys would have study dates after school during the examination periods

both of you would usually head to your favourite cafe 

which was located a few streets away from the school

so that it would be nice and quiet and away from the speculation of the student body

( but tbh everybody in school knew of your relationship with Jeno, and you two were a famous couple in school )

he would be very generous and patient

helping you with topics that you were unsure about

and would give you that lovely eye smile and puppy smile whenever you finally solved a question that you mulled over for long

he would spend his own money to buy you food and drinks even without you asking

bringing you a cup of hot chocolate as you were pulling your hair out over a challenging math question

and as you sipped on the cup of hot chocolate, 

there was warmth spreading into your heart

but you know it was not necessarily the warmth from the drink

but the consideration and sweetness of your boyfriend

he knew that hot chocolate helped you alleviate some stress

he was starting to know you better than you knew yourself

as he observed your habits and likings, mentally taking note of all of them

enveloping him a tight bear hug out of gratefulness

and Jeno would be taken by surprise by your hug but returned it nonetheless while chuckling slightly at your cuteness

he was always gentlemanly

making sure that you were comfortable with everything he did 

if he did something that you weren’t exactly happy about, he would try to avoid it to his best potential

but of course, there would be times when avoidance was impossible

some stuff is inevitable

and this may result in some arguments between the both of you

arguments were very uncommon, but there would definitely be arguments in every relationship

they usually would not be anything very major or serious

maybe just unhappiness from both of your sides

this is where Jeno’s stubbornness being a Taurus would come out

he might be quite bull-headed regarding some stuff and insist that you do it his way

and sometimes you would not be very satisfied with his decision, resulting in both of you arguing 

maybe for the next few hours both of you would be rather cold to each other

but both of you still loved each other and cared for each other

and even when both of you were apart and still angry or annoyed at the other party

both of you would oh so frequently check your phones for any messages or missed calls from the other party

most of the time, it would be Jeno who gives in to you and resolves the disagreement

adding on to the fact that he’s a Taurus, he would be concerned about his relationships with other people, especially with those he really cared about

hence, he wouldn’t like to go on the relationship with both of you being cold to each other for long

even if he had an ego to uphold

he would make the first move and ensure that the argument was resolved by the end of the day

because he didn’t want you to go to sleep/ not be able to sleep being bothered by whatever dispute occurred between both of you in the day

Jeno would like taking you out for simple dates too

like an evening walk in your neighborhood park

both of your fingers intertwined

taking a relaxing stroll side by side 

oh yes have i mentioned

your family would absolutely love Jeno

because yo i mean he’s so considerate, respectful, the sweetest boy and boyfriend in the world

even your parents would favour Jeno to bits

as if he were their own son

parents low key supporting your marriage with Jeno

cutest campus couple

the cafeteria staff would be like

“Oh! Our favourite student couple is here~ Here, take more food~”

even outside school both of you would be known

both of you wouldn’t even know how people from other schools knew you because both of you weren’t exactly high-key with your relationship

both of you just doing your own things

but i guess the cutest teenage couple in town would go to both of you

weehee

honestly, Jeno is just the sweetest thing?

he’s not just looks

he’s not just about his dAMN SLICK side profile

or that talent of dancing

or that adorable eye smile

he is so much more than that

loving him wasn’t difficult

but knowing how to appreciate him inside out was not something everybody could easily do

a lot of people may think that you liked him mostly for his visuals

but little did they know, this boy here

gave you life

gave you the greatest amount of moral support you could have ever asked for

you loved him for everything that he was

you felt that it was a miracle that he loved you back

he was more than you could ever dream of

[unedited]

i am really soft for Jeno but I didn’t really know how to write this Boyfriend! Jeno :-( I’m so sorry if this wasnt good-

[itsallavengers]

do you have any fluffy peter & tony headcanons or anything tbh because im having a horrible day and im so anxious i feel like im gonna explode

(Okay I told myself I was gonna take a break from writing today but u know what. U deserve Good Tony and Peter Writing so,,,,I’m gonna do my best with that. Hope u feel better soon my friend, and I hope this helps in some way x)

His hands were shaking against the prompt cards he held in an iron-clad grip.

It was stupid, really. Ridiculous. He’d battled monsters and stopped bombs and yet here he was, getting worked up over a damn science presentation.

And there wasn’t even any reason why. He was good at science. Brilliant, if he did say so himself. And the whole school was full of science nerds like him, so it wasn’t as if he was going to get laughed off stage, either.

So why the damn hell did he feel so…awful?

Pull yourself together, Spiderman, he told himself, shaking his head a little and peaking out from behind the wings to watch the speech that was currently being given by another of his classmates. It was a mandatory thing in order for everyone to get a grade. Each of them had to present an idea or a theory to the rest of their year and put points that were for and against it. At the end, other kids asked questions, drilled you, probably started giggling and whispering if you couldn’t answer one of their godawful comments-

Ugh. He felt vaguely sick.

He’d been on edge the whole day just thinking about it. There were, what, a hundred faces, maybe more, in the audience? Including Flash, who was sat at the back, just waiting for Peter to slip up so he could laugh loudly or boo or something.

He could barely even think straight. His mind was all fuzzy and his palms were too sweaty. It felt like his lungs weren’t working properly anymore.

This sucked.

“Hey kid,”

Peter jerked wildly as someone stepped up to his shoulder. God, he’d been so out of it he hadn’t even heard them, what the hell was wrong with him-

“I- uh, hi Mr-” he turned, looking over and expecting to see a teacher. 

“Tony?” he said incredulously, as his brain registered the tinted yellow glasses and carefully sculpted van dyke.

“The one and only,” Tony replied absently, as he peered out through the wings and looked at the boy onstage, “you next?” He asked.

“I…what-you-how?” Peter spluttered, “what are you doing here?”

Tony looked at him, before shrugging. If Peter wasn’t mistaken, he almost looked sheepish. “You mentioned this thing, uh, a few days ago in the labs? I didn’t have anything on, so I though I’d come, show a bit of moral support, you know the drill,” he muttered. “How you feeling? You ready? Nervous?”

Peter opened his mouth, but the assurance failed to come out. He was a notoriously bad liar, after all. Plus, his vocal cords didn’t really seem to be working very well right now. Which, considering what he was about to go up and do, was Very Very Bad.

Tony looked him up and down, noting the quivering hands, slightly green face and general expression of terror before sighing and pulling the sunglasses off his nose in order to place them on the bridge of Peter’s. “Okay, Peter, today you are not Peter. Today, you are me, and I am about to give a heart-raising, mind-blowing, showstopping speech on…” he peered down, reading the top of Peter’s card, “effective and innovative designs to contribute toward a greener society,” 

Peter just nodded, looking up at Tony through the yellow lenses.

“First thing,” Tony began, raising a hand and wandering backward, before gesturing around the place, “you gotta own the room, kid. Movement is important. Hands, feet, eyes- don’t just stand there like a lemon and read off the prompts. You wanna get a good grade? You engage the audience,” he stepped forward, pointing at Peter’s eye, and then his own, “eye contact. Always do the eye contact. Kinda terrifying, admittedly, but you only need to do it for a second. You’re not gonna stare em down like they’re trying to rob a bank here, okay, you’re just catching their eye. Showing them you’re focused, like you’re talking to them specifically. Keep moving around, look at everyone.”

He stopped. Grabbed Peter’s shoulder. “So, Mr Stark, how do you begin your speech?”

Peter stopped, caught off guard like a rabbit in the headlights. “Uhhhhh-”

“Okay, well for starters, I definitely don’t do that,” Tony shook his head, pushing the glasses a little further up Peter’s nose as they began to slip down. “You wanna begin with something simple. Casual. This isn’t a funeral service. You’re just putting an idea across. ‘hello everybody’ will suffice. I’d say open with a joke, but I don’t think you’re ready for that yet.”

Peter had to agree on that one. He took another look over to the side, and noticed the boy was beginning to wrap up. 

Oh, hell. He was next.

Tony noticed, too, and he let his other hand rest on Peter’s shoulder as well, so that he was gripping Peter between both hands. “Listen, kid. Stick to the basics. Eye contact. Movement. Keep it light, and don’t focus too hard on individuals. It’ll only freak you out. You’re gonna do great, kid. Honestly, you’re definitely the smartest one out there, you got nothing to worry about.”

“People are gonna laugh,” Peter muttered, looking down at his feet. God, Flash- Flash was gonna be a total ass, he could predict it perfectly. Peter would pause, just for a moment, and Flash would do something stupid like laugh or make a stupid noise and then it would throw Peter off-

“No-one’s gonna laugh, Kid,” Tony said, before his eyes narrowed. “Unless there’s someone who’s planning on ruining it for you. Is there?”

“I dunno, Flash said some stuff earlier, but… I dunno,” Peter mumbled, biting his lip. He wished he’d been ill today. Or HYDRA had decided to attack a Macy’s or something. At least that would have been a genuine excuse.

“Flash, huh?” Tony mused quietly, peering out into the audience, “greasy looking pussy at the back, right?”

Peter laughed nervously, nodding. “Uh, yeah, that’s the one.”

Tony pulled a face, and then nodded to himself. “Okay. Okay, cool. Well listen, I’ll make sure Flash isn’t a problem, alright? Don’t worry about him.”

A sudden wave of applause filled the auditorium, and signalled Peter’s turn up. 

“Big breath. Come on, you’ll kick ass. You’re Spiderman. Or you can be me, just for a few minutes, if that’ll make it easier,” Tony assured him, patting his cheek  and smiling.

“-And now, it is my great pleasure to present to you, Peter Parker!” The Principal announced, and another round of applause burst out.

Okay. Showtime.

“Wait, kid, sunglasses!” Tony caught him before he could move, sliding them back off his face with a grin, “they’re a tad too big for you. Don’t want them sliding off whilst you’re deep in the middle of solving the world’s energy crisis.”

Peter huffed out a nervous laugh, and then did as Tony said, taking a long, deep breath before turning away and walking slowly toward the main stage.

He could do this. Tony did it all the time. He could be Tony, just for five and a half minutes, right? Tony had said he could.

His hands were still shaking a little as he stepped in front of everyone, but he felt a little braver. A little prouder. Maybe even confident.

At the back of the hall, he watched Tony slip in through the doors, more inconspicuous than Peter had ever seen him as he wandered toward the back row and grabbed a chair, leaning over the back of it and whispering something into-

Peter sighed, unable to hold back the little grin of satisfaction as Flash’s head turned to look up at him, eyes widening in a hilarious fashion as he realised, yet again, he was being told off by Tony Stark.

It was even more amusing to watch the colour drain from his face as Tony continued to whisper in his ear. He watched as Flash nodded a little jerkily, and then Tony smiled, before stepping back and leaning against the back wall, right in the middle where Peter could see him.

He grinned up when Peter made eye contact, and Peter smiled back.

He could do this.

“You did it!” 

Peter turned, smile on his face as he watched Tony jog up toward him, hands raised in a thumbs-up as he grinned over. Luckily, the presentation had been at the last period, and so Peter was free to get the fuck out and finally relax for the first time that day.

“Yeah- I think it went...well,” Peter admitted happily.

 Tony pulled a face, letting his arm fall across Peter’s shoulders and squeeze. “Uhm, you did more than ‘well’, kid- you totally blew everyone else out of the water.”

“You didn’t even see everyone else, Tony.”

He felt the shrugging gesture Tony made beside him. “I’m gonna go ahead and assume here, kid. You were great. Very Tony Stark-ish. Except with less narcissism and more genuine-ness, y’know? Never would’ve guessed you were nervous.”

Peter grimaced. “I thought I was gonna throw up the entire time.”

“Well then, you are a remarkable actor, Mr Parker,” Tony told him, “hey, how about doing my speech for me this weekend at the charity gala I am being forcibly blackmailed into attending? I have a busy schedule of sleeping and eating and I don’t want it disturbed.”

Peter laughed, giving Tony a shove, “thanks, but if it’s all the same with you, I’m never going to give a speech ever again. That was crazy. Everyone stares at you. What the hell?”

“Yeah, when you’re the only person talking in a huge auditorium, people tend to do that,” Tony huffed, shaking his head, “so damn rude of them.”

“It really is,” Peter agreed, hiking his bag up a little further on to his shoulder before turning to tony, a grin beginning to form on his face. “Hey- what did you tell Flash, by the way?”

Tony tapped his nose secretively. “None of your business.”

“Aw, come on, I see him most, it’s more my business than yours.”

“Hey, maybe I just like him. Maybe I was having a catch up, Peter, huh? You’re not special, I might be secretly mentoring him, too.”

Peter rolled his eyes, shoving Tony playfully and then grabbing his arm before he went careering to the floor. “Whoops- superstrength.”

“That was a threat, wasn’t it? I feel threatened. Again. Physical threats, this time, too- it’s getting worse-”

“Tony,” Peter whined frustratedly, “please tell me.”

Tony stopped, hand half-way to reaching his car door before turning to look back at Peter. “I told him if he made a single sound, I’d hack the school system and turn all his A* into C’s,” he admitted, before adding “is that bad? I don’t know- I tend to threaten both adults and kids alike, what can I say, I’m all about equality,” 

Peter watched, smile on his face as Tony jumped into his car and pulled his shades back on. “You did good, kid. I’ll see you ‘round,” he said, shooting Peter another thumbs up before revving the engine and pulling out of the car park.

Peter watched, shaking his head fondly. He felt kinda exhausted- the day had been stressful as fuck, and it had taken it out of him. But hey- at least it was over. And at least it hadn’t turned into a full-blown panic attack, either. That would’ve just been embarrassing.

“Thanks, Tony,” Peter muttered, waving cheerily over at a still rather horrified looking Flash from across the road before beginning to make his way down the drive.

“Wait. You got a lift?”

Peter turned, watching as Tony reversed back to him and raised an eyebrow at him curiously from the open window.

“Sorry, I don’t get in cars with strangers,” Peter deadpanned, beginning to walk forward again, hiding a fond grin as Tony just rolled forward and followed him.

“Uhh,” Tony made a face, turning around and shuffling in his car for a second before pulling out something. It was a bag of kisses, a few of them already eaten, with the wrappers thrown back in the bag. “I got candy?”

Peter broke his deadpan stare a second later, in order to laugh. Tony was a fucking idiot, honestly. “Right, okay, I’ve been convinced,” he declared, before sliding over the bonnet and opening the door on the other side.

As soon as he’d fallen in, Tony flicked him on the ear. “Ow!” He yelped, looking betrayed.

“Don’t slide your dirty school jeans over my car, you heathen,” Tony scolded, before turning back to the road and stepping on accelerate. “And don’t touch my radio. We’re listening to my music, not yours.”

Peter groaned, “ugh, but your music taste is-”

“Unless you want to get forcibly removed from this vehicle, I suggest you quit running your mouth, boy,” 

Peter looked over to him. There was silence for a stretch, before Peter muttered, “Metallica sucks.”

“RIGHT,” Tony pulled his sunglasses off, chucking them at Peter’s chest and then moving his hand to the dash where all his modified features sat, “that’s it, you’re getting ejected, buh-bye demon child-”

“TONY NO I’M SORRY I DIDN’T M-”

[eluu-chan]

All of them :3

dude…..SURE

ive missed out the one’s I’ve answered already

200: My crush’s name is: Dia Kurosawa

199: I was born in: 2003

197: My cellphone company is: Virgin Media

196: My eye color is: kinda a blue/green colour

195: My shoe size is: 4

194: My ring size is: uh idk

193: My height is: 5″2

192: I am allergic to: Nuts

191: My 1st car was: N/A

190: My 1st job was: N/A

188: My bed is: beautiful

187: My pet: is adorable I love her

186: My best friend: I dont like choosing a single best friend tho, like I love all of you…

185: My favorite shampoo is:  Tea Tree Head and Shoulders (Mint)

184: Xbox or ps3: I have an Xbox but I really want a ps3/

183: Piggy banks are: cool, I have like 5

182: In my pockets: uh, sweet wrappers, a tissue, and my tablet pen

181: On my calendar: ‘DO NOT FORGET ANIMATION ASSIGNMENT: APRIL 21ST”

180: Marriage is: cool :0

179: Spongebob can: uh

178: My mom: is gr8

177: The last three songs I bought were? I don’t buy songs cuz I’m poor, but the last 3 songs I downloaded were: Jingo Jungle (Sago of Tanya the Evil OP), Snow Halation, and To Be Free by Tonight Alive

175: How many cousins do you have? 7

174: Do you have any siblings? Ye

173: Are your parents divorced? Nope, but they aren’t married either soo

172: Are you taller than your mom? Almost!

171: Do you play an instrument? Nope

[ I Believe In ]

168: Luck: yes good

167: Fate: uhm idk, pretty sure it wasn’t fate for me to fall in a river

164: Heaven: I’d like to think there’s a place where people can party when they die

163: Hell: Satanism is fun so sure

162: God: idk tbh

161: Horoscopes: Sure :)

158: Gay Marriage: LOVE IS LOVE

157: War: WAR IS BAD

156: Orbs: ???

155: Magic: Pls let magic be real

[ This or That ]

153: Drunk or High: i aM 14

152: Phone or Online: Online

151: Red heads or Black haired: BOTH IS BEAUTIFUL

150: Blondes or Brunettes: BOTH IS BEAUTIFUL

149: Hot or cold: Cold

148: Summer or winter: Winter

147: Autumn or Spring: Autumn

146: Chocolate or vanilla: Chocolate

145: Night or Day: Night

144: Oranges or Apples: Oranges!! (But i do prefer apple juice over orange juice)

142: McDonalds or Burger King: McDonalds ofc

141: White Chocolate or Milk Chocolate: Milk chocolate

140: Mac or PC: PC

139: Flip flops or high heels: Flip Flops

138: Ugly and rich OR sweet and poor: ugly and rich because then i can support loads of good charities and feed my weeb addiction

137: Coke or Pepsi: Coke

136: Hillary or Obama: Obama

135: Burried or cremated: Buried

134: Singing or Dancing: bothe are awesome, but probably singing

133: Coach or Chanel: ???

132: Kat McPhee or Taylor Hicks:???

131: Small town or Big city: Small town

130: Wal-Mart or Target: uh, whats the English equivalent?? Asda??? Lidl???

129: Ben Stiller or Adam Sandler: uh idk tbh

128: Manicure or Pedicure: uh I’ve never had either so

127: East Coast or West Coast: again i am English so

126: Your Birthday or Christmas: Christmas!! Birthday means i get older and gain more responsibility

124: Disney or Six Flags: Disney

123: Yankees or Red Sox: ??

[ Here’s What I Think About ]

122: War: BAD

121: George Bush: its temping to make a joke but i’ll resist

120: Gay Marriage: YES GOOD LOVE IS LOVE

119: The presidential election: orange man is bad

118: Abortion: ITS UR BODY YOU DO WHAT YOU WANT

117: MySpace: every 90′s kids emo phase

116: Reality TV: hmm, can be good

115: Parents: some parents are shitty, others are good

114: Back stabbers: pls do not do that to me because i will cry

113: Ebay: i use it to get cheap anime merch yes good

112: Facebook: i would destroy facebook for a single crisp

111: Work: RESPONSIBILITY AAAAA

110: My Neighbors: lol idek who they are

109: Gas Prices: from what I know, they’re pretty bad

108: Designer Clothes: if you can afford them, then yes good

107: College: Better than high school

106: Sports: n o p e

105: My family: eh, alright i guess

[ Last time I ]

103: Hugged someone: TWO WEEKS AGO SOMEONE HUG ME

101: Saw someone I haven’t seen in awhile: today!!

100: Cried in front of someone: 13th March

99: Went to a movie theater: oh boi, probably last year sometime

98: Took a vacation: this time last year

97: Swam in a pool: this time last year

96: Changed a diaper: not since my cousins were little

95: Got my nails done: I’ve never had them done

94: Went to a wedding: when i was 8

93: Broke a bone: I’ve never broken a bone

92: Got a peircing: I don’t have any aaa

91: Broke the law: I don’t think I’ve ever broken the law?

90: Texted: hmm a day ago

[ MISC ]

88: Something I will really miss when I leave home is: my bedroom aaa

87: The last movie I saw: original Ghost in the Shell

85: The thing im not looking forward to: i’d rather not say what it is but It’s tomorrow

84: People call me: weeb. mother, elu, eli

83: The most difficult thing to do is: social interaction

82: I have gotten a speeding ticket: nope

81: My zodiac sign is: Capricorn

80: The first person i talked to today was: my buddy Ilona

79: First time you had a crush: when i saw Rize from Tokyo Ghoul

78: The one person who i can’t hide things from: idk, i hide lots of things from everyone tbh

77: Last time someone said something you were thinking: hmm not long ago

75: What are you going to do when you grow up: be cool

74: I have/will get a job: Yea i need money to live

73: Tomorrow: is gonna be bad

72: Today: was great :0

71: Next Summer: ew heatwaves please no

70: Next Weekend: i will sleep for most of it

68: The worst sound in the world: someone screaming in pain

67: The person that makes me cry the most is: uh, my OTP

66: People that make you happy: ALL MY MUTUALS AND FOLLOWERS

65: Last time I cried: heh, like a few days ago when i was discussing some particularly sad headcanons

63: My computer is: kinda good i suppose

62: My School: is shit

61: My Car: i dont have one (yet)

60: I lose all respect for people who: at extremely homophobic, racist, or sexist

59: The movie I cried at was: i cry at everything

58: Your hair color is: a weird light auburn colour

57: TV shows you watch: a bunch of anime, oo and i watch the download festival coverage each year, and if my mum is watching some drama or soap i’ll probably watch for angst ideas

56: Favorite web site: I’m on it right now

54: The worst pain I was ever in was: umm not sure…

53: How do you like your steak cooked: I don’t like steak aaa

52: My room is: my safe place

51: My favorite celebrity is: this is no secret to anyone who knows me irl, it’s the beautiful Ash Costello

50: Where would you like to be: in bed

49: Do you want children: maybe, adopting would be cool

48: Ever been in love: nope

47: Who’s your best friend: ALL MY MUTUALS

46: More guy friends or girl friends: more girl friends

44: One person that you wish you could see right now: hmm idk, i’m pretty antisocial tho so

43: Do you have a 5 year plan: ha no

42: Have you made a list of things to do before you die: nope

41: Have you pre-named your children: no

40: Last person I got mad at: my sister

39: I would like to move to: anywhere not in a large city

38: I wish I was a professional: Tattooist

[ My Favorites ]

36: Vehicle: i want a motorbike aa

35: President: Obama

34: State visited: I’ve never been to america

33: Cellphone provider: okay but who actually has an opinion on this??

32: Athlete: Simone Biles

31: Actor: Daniel Radcliffe

30: Actress: Helana Bonham Carter

29: Singer: ASH COSTELLO

28: Band: BABYMETAL, All Time Low, Avenged Sevenfold, My Chemical Romance

27: Clothing store: Primark

26: Grocery store: uh idk, Asda i guess

25: TV show: American Horror Story??

24: Movie: the Blair Witch Project

23: Website: I’m on it rn

22: Animal: Chinchillas and Red Pandas

21: Theme park: aa i’m too scared to go on rollercoasters tho so i dont have a fav

20: Holiday: That time we went away for a weeks with literally everyone in my family

19: Sport to watch: Football

18: Sport to play: i guess volleyball is okay

17: Magazine: Kerrang is gud

16: Book: Lord of the Rings

15: Day of the week: saturday

14: Beach: there are like 30 beaches around her how do you expect me to choose

13: Concert attended: AVENGED SEVENFOLD WITH DISTURBED AND IN FLAMES

12: Thing to cook: curry aaa

10: Restaurant: hmm maybe Frankie and Bennies

9: Radio station: Kerrang ofc

8: Yankee candle scent: COTTON

7: Perfume: pure poison

4: Talk show host: Ellen DeGeneres

3: Comedian: hmm not sure tbh

okay I’m actually physically dead now

[outbananas]

headcanons - i’m so far behind im gonna try to speed through and catch up aka tour, bbmas, birthday, noa visit, miami - 39

as parker has said probably a bunch of times recently, he’s been feeling real good! so he was really pumped for tour and wasn’t even bothered too much by fans taking selfies with him and making fun of him in their ig captions, which definitely happened more than once

though he’d been nervous that it would be weird having noa jump on for a couple days, all the guys agreed it was alright for her to come in for chicago, especially with his birthday coming up and him having the bbmas to attend on that day

the guys sold out three shows in total, which maybe isn’t the hugest of deals in comparison to other artists bc the venues weren’t at all large, but parker was still pretty excited about it, especially since two would be when his girl was coming out to see them aaand it was going to be her first time seeing him/them as the headliner

before the show, they spent some time with the guys, but ultimately ended up parting ways to take noa to see the bean bc it was apparently on her bucket list and parker knows she hasn’t gotten the chance to see a lot of places she was interested in going. which is the reason he’d invited her to the tour coming up in japan, but she was pretty cute getting excited about touristy stuff and playing around

he would maybe deny it to people if they asked, but parker was kind of nervous about how everything was going to go and if she was going to like it and just a bunch of things he ultimately knew better about, but it weighed on him a little bit up until things started and it just kind of fed into the show so it was all good

as one might expect, noa was super into the show and very happy and supportive even if she cringes about his methods of showing how much he loves her. aka giving her a big sweaty hug right after the show and aiming his armpit right for her face, which to be fair he’s given her warnings to expect that so it is not big surprise to her no matter how shocked she may look

the other shows went pretty well. noa seemed to enjoy them and they did fun little touristy things in each area when they had time, just so noa felt like she was really seeing these places and not just passing through, which is how things could get sometimes on tour, though they really did try to see some things going on in the cities they visited as often as possible

on the drive to ohio while most of the guys were sleeping in the van, he and noa sat in the very back to have a little privacy bc parker doesn’t like being super pda, even though will did post a picture of the kinda together on ig but whatever, and she tried to set some boundaries, but ended up caving before the night was over and let him go beyond second base

for rock on the range, parker and noa got a decent amount of time to hang out during the day and just kind of wander together. they fucked around with fidget spinners a bit and ended up having sex in the van, which was less than private considering it was parked out with a bunch of other people bc parker’s allowed to break rules on his birthday weekend

noa let parker wear essentially what he wanted to the bbmas, even though she did ultimately kind of pick it out for him in part, it wasn’t something he felt uncomfortable in, so it worked well. she even let him wear his gucci slides with socks bc she’s great

since parker knew noa was super super nervous about presenting, he offered her some of his xanax to take before the night started and told her he’d take it with her, so that seemed to help her chill out a little bit

prior to the bbmas parker talked a bit about chilling with niykee during since she also wasn’t the biggest of fans of this kind of thing either, so he managed to see her, madison, and obviously noa, tate, and will as well

despite the fact that she was only presenting, parker was really excited about seeing noa up there and got a bit too enthusiastic about things, but thankfully not enough to truly be a disturbance to anyone or anything

the pair made a very quick appearance at the after party only to split and grab a flight home so that they could spend a little bit of his birthday the way parker wanted to, alone together in his apartment

at his apartment parker was greeted with a weed glitter confetti bomb and some other surprises from noa that he was pretty excited about bc not only did it show that she cared and listened to him, but that she supported the other stuff he was interested in even if it was a little odd

numerous times noa brought up him kind of sacrificing his birthday for her, and though he would never deny the fact that the day wouldn’t have been what he would’ve planned, he insisted that he had the best birthday bc he got to spend it with her (aww!! gag! lol) but it was true he had a great time despite it all

the next day, which was essentially the celebration he wanted, was spent at home the entire day just being lazy. both wearing only his sweatpants and eating food, binge watching tv, smoking a bunch, and obviously having a lot of sex like nothing too exciting just real laid back

parker kind of got into all the confetti laying around in the times the were just chilling at he would just sit there and cover noa in it a bit and even enough once that he had to get a picture of it of her that he’s really fucking into

he had been kind of joking king of seriously telling noa that he wanted to be like a teenage boy with those like half naked posters hanging above his bed, but he wanted his to be her. honestly it was something he had been saying on and off for awhile, that thankfully didn’t seem to bug her too much, but she agreed it was cool if he did it with that picture... at some point in the future

also while enjoying his day parker spent a decent amount of time bugging tate trying to figure out exactly what went on between her and will after the bbmas bc in the midst of his high and exhaustion he had encouraged her to get something goin with him and he hoped it’d panned out... which it did, but he didn’t get the confirmation for sure until later

the next day parker and noa went to vegas for the sweet tea tour? i think that’s what it’s called god i’m so lazy i don’t feel like looking, but they went to see his cousin madison and niykee perform. both kind of called him out in one way or another, though thankfully niykee’s was only before the show and not during

after the show and seeing the two for a bit, parker and noa spent some time gambling, which is something he enjoys a fair amount. he tried to encourage her to get involved bc he really wanted to see her win some money and ended up giving her some to play with, not wanting her to risk her own when it was really him wanting her to do it rather than her interest

noa ended up heading home shortly after vegas to spend some time with fox and get ready for the weekend in miami, so they said their goodbyes and parker headed back home alone to essentially just get ready for the weekend and spend some time with the band. before she left, he agreed to help her with fox so she could bring him over the long weekend, which he was a little nervous about, but he knew it would eventually be something he needed to step up on anyway

to make things easier on noa as well as spend tate’s birthday with her, the band flew out of la to get to miami. initially parker sat next to tate in an effort to annoy her on the flight, but changed seats early on to keep noa company, though fox was honestly pretty occupied with the attention from the rest of the band and tate a lot of the flight

the first night was mostly about settling in and also celebrating tate so nothing too eventful really went down, mostly just parker getting used to being in a more enclosed space with fox and figuring out the kind of stuff he was going to need to do to help with him

parker was pretty excited when he learned the band had managed to score a second performance slot for the weekend. he figured that could only mean good things and it would look pretty good for them with their new album and all. he texted noa immediately to tell her about it... which means it probably came before the flight oh well

saturday morning was spent seeing a liger and a tabby tiger and other pretty awesome animals at jungle island. given that fox is only six months old it wasn’t really that exciting to him, just kind of more of experience of being out and being somewhere new, but parker and noa were pretty excited about all the animals and things they saw

for the entire weekend noa had picked out some cool local places for them to eat, which parker enjoyed for the most part even if he was always ordering the most boring thing on the menu and even then sometimes handing stuff over to noa for her to eat. he got to have some badass ice cream though and that was great

the band’s first performance went well and it was fox’s first ever, so that was pretty cool noa wanted him to get in and experience that so young. parker always teases her about how overprotective she’s gonna be and how she wants fox to be a perfect little angel, so he was giving her shit that fox would never believe he experienced that so young... but she was pretty cute and told him that of course he’d know bc it would still be happening later on with parker as he grew older so aw cute couple shit

after the show they had plans to go dancing, which parker is always on the fence about. he loves that she loves it and he loves seeing her have so much fun, but he always ends up looking like an asshole in comparison to everyone around him. still, he always goes and has a good time because noa is a great dancer and she always makes things fun for him

the next day parker took care of fox for a portion of noa’s panel. it was only the second time he’d had responsibility of fox ever and the first time as her boyfriend, so he felt a little pressure even though fox is a really good baby

fox only woke up once while parker had him to himself and he didn’t have too much trouble coaxing him back to sleep by singing to him and attempting to shush him the way noa does

the rest of that day was pretty free to chill and check out other things that were going on, since the next time parker had definitive plans was much later that night for their meet and greet

at some point during this weekend parker also learned that noa was unable to swim and he convinced her it was a good idea to learn for fox’s sake, and he offered to help teach her, though she declined learning in miami, since she didn’t want to be doing it in front of everyone else she knows

the guys had smoked some before their meet and greet and actually ended up with some edibles from noa part of the way through, but it made the experience a little easier on the group since they’re not really the type to do these set meet and greet kind of things normally, but they got some nice stuff from fans/met some good people. noa sat under the table with fox to keep parker company and he only made a couple lewd jokes about it

after they all grabbed a super late meal, parker helped noa prep for her q&a in the morning that she was pretty nervous about. he gave her terrible suggestions for possible answers and joked with her enough to try to lighten her up about it, but ultimately offered her xanax again, which he did the other day as well to help her feel less anxious

on monday parker watched noa’s q&a while someone else watched fox for her. for the most part he kind of enjoyed it, but he wasn’t a huge fan of some of the questions she was asked. one even prompting him to get a good look over at the person asking it, but obviously it wasn’t something worth getting too upset about. he was proud of noa for getting through it and doing a good job

tssf had their q&a later in the day, which seemed to go fairly well. there wasn’t anything too outlandish about it and generally the guys had a pretty good time despite the majority of them not really enjoying interviews all that much

they had their second show, which was pretty early on, which was kind of nice for being out on the beach. something different than the other which was after dark. it was cool to play to a slightly different crowd, since earlier in the day it was more likely that people could just be hanging around vs looking to see them/get a good spot for atl

and omg i think that covers everything i need to write shit down when it happens or closer to when it happens instead of being a motherfucking procrastinator but that’s life